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Same face, different person.
David’s shoulders slump in relief. Alice covers her mouth with her hand, like she doesn’t trust it not to do something weird.
His voice is small in a way I haven’t heard in years.
I let out a breath I feel like I’ve been holding since I opened that door four years ago.
“I’m okay with you marrying someone who treats you well,” I say. “From everything I’ve seen and heard, that’s Alice.”
He nods.
“And I’m not going to punish her,” I add, “for something her sister did with my ex-husband.”
Alice laughs once, shaky. “Thank you,” she says.
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