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I bite my lip, anxious.
“You don’t know much about him, do you?”
“I know about his mother and the situation with your father,” I say uncertainly.
“And do you know what he’s done for us over the years? What he does for our family? How he takes care of my parents while Nick and I are busy hating each other? How he helped me?”
I shake my head.
“Can I tell you about it?”
“I won’t change my mind about him.”
“Maybe not, but before saying that he’s not the person you thought he was, you should know what kind of person he really is.”
