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we should stop trying. But I believed him most of all the day we brought home a tiny premature baby girl — with dark eyes, a stubborn cry, and wrapped in a soft cream blanket.
My Husband Had Another Woman Tattooed Over His Heart for 20 Years—He Claimed She Was Imaginary Until I Finally Found Her
I searched the rest of the toolbox and found a black address book with a cracked spine. Most names and numbers had been crossed out, but one remained clear: Rose.
