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I didn’t care how much it hurt; I hugged her with every ounce of my strength. Her courage and generosity were unmatched. I wanted her to know the endless depths of my gratitude. Again, in the moment of my darkest despair, the pendulum shifted to send my life down a new path. It was a reminder to never give up—one I wouldn’t soon forget. Present I WOKE ON THANKSGIVING MORNING SOAKED IN SWEAT WITH MY HAND OVER my belly and tears still wetting my face. You’re okay, Stormy girl. You’re safe. I took several slow breaths and grounded myself. It had been over a year since I’d had a nightmare. My concerns over what to do about Torin must have triggered it. I hated that I couldn’t scrape that night from my memories. I’d only been back in the US for about six months when I promised myself tha
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