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She started chemotherapy, and anyone who has seen that treatment knows how brutal it can be.
I wanted to be her anchor, her support, and the one who made sure she didn’t have to face it alone. So, I told Daniel I wanted to bring her to our house for a while.
They weren’t enemies exactly, but from the very beginning, something just never clicked between them.
My mom is one of the kindest people I know. She’s the type who remembers every birthday and who listens without judgment when life gets messy. But for some reason, Daniel always kept her at arm’s length, and the feeling seemed mutual.
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