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om I' d watched die eighteen years ago, right after giving birth. Beside h
and Liam, my son, beamed. "Please welcome my mot
me. I watched, frozen, as O
ly at me as cameras flashed. "We faked my death and gave her our son to
y of my life. Mark added, "Now, the test is over. It'
ssive pity. "Thank you for everything, Susan. You were a gr
vering love reduced to a job title. The betrayal ripped thr
e rhythmic beep of a machine. I was back. Back on t
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