…“Is that—Daniel Hayes?” wrk someone whispered, barely able to finish the sentence.

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“And part of that history,” she continued, “is you deciding I wasn’t worth knowing anymore.”

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That hit harder than he expected.

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“That’s not fair,” he said quickly.

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“No,” she agreed.

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“It wasn’t.”

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Silence.

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Richard glanced toward the crowd, then back at her.

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“You’ve changed,” he said.

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Emily smiled faintly.

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“No,” she said.

“I stopped shrinking.”

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He didn’t know how to respond to that.

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For the first time—

He had no script.

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No advantage.

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Just truth.

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Across the garden, Noah and Nathan laughed as Daniel showed them something on his phone.

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Richard watched them.

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“They like him,” he said quietly.

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Emily followed his gaze.

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“Yes,” she said.

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“He listens to them.”

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Another silence.

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“He treats them like they matter.”

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Richard swallowed.

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Because he understood what she wasn’t saying.

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