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“I told him to sleep in his car,” Harper said. “He ruined your life for a pathological, garbage human being, and he finally realized what he threw away. He cried and said, ‘I deserve this, don’t I?’ And I said, ‘Yep, you really do, buddy.’”
I thought that was the end of it, that I could finally move on, knowing that karma had gotten them both, but two weeks after the Anniversary Cabin Disaster, I received a letter.
I debated burning it, but my curiosity won out. I tore it open.
Oakley, I know I can’t fix anything, and I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I need you to know the truth before someone else tells you. I got a DNA test after everything happened.
The baby… she isn’t mine. She never was. I am sorry.
Camden.
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