The Truth Behind The Billionaire's Amnesia

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doing this?

always respected you, Sarah. The way you were with

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at him, too we

breath.

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lifeline, a way

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old business file on his laptop

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bled as he click

aying "I love you, Ethan Vande

in his m

looded back. Ten years of us

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overwhelming love fo

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me, called old friends, anyo

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cousin? No, Sarah, you're just saying that to punish me. Yo

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