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“If you can look at somebody and say, 'I never loved you, you were a mistake,' that's one thing. But if you look at him and say, 'You were everything and I poisoned it because I wouldn't stand up for myself,' that's hard. That's too hard.”

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Jennifer Crusie
Jennifer Crusie

Jennifer Crusie, born in 1949, is a renowned American female author. Her works are known for their humor, wit, and profound emotional descriptions, which have won her a large following among readers. more

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