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“For God's sake, if I learned anything during this damn trial it's that the only way someone can leave you is if you let them. And I'm not doing that, Dee. It may look like that today, or tomorrow, or even a month from now, but one day you're going to wake up and see that this whole time you've been gone, you've only been headed back to where you started. And I'll be there, waiting." He leans forward and kisses me once, feather-light, on the lips. "It's not like I'm not letting you go," he murmurs. "I'm just trusting you enough to come back.”

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Book:Vanishing Acts
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Vanishing Acts

In this suspenseful tale, a young woman and her family vanish without a trace, leaving behind a trail of questions and intrigue. The story unfolds as the protagonist, a determined detective, investigates the mysterious circumstances surrounding the disappearance, uncovering secrets and lies along the way. more

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Jodi Picoult
Jodi Picoult

Jodi Picoult is an American best-selling author known for her emotionally rich and engaging novels. Her works often revolve around family, legal, and moral dilemmas, and are highly appreciated by readers. more

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