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“Yes.”
I press both hands against my stomach.
Sean notices.
“Are you okay?”
“No.”
Taylor's eyes meet mine in the mirror.
Arthur doesn't turn around.
Sean waits.
I appreciate that.
He doesn't tell me everything will be fine.
He doesn't tell me not to be afraid.
He just waits.
“What if she hates me?”
“She doesn't.”
“You can't know that.”
“She asked about you.”
“That isn't the same thing.”
“No.”
“What does she know?”
Sean leans back against the seat.
“Not everything.”
“About me.”
“She knows your name. She knows you were sixteen when she was born. She knows your parents hurt you because you were pregnant.”
I look down.
“She knows Mae delivered her?”
“Yes.”
“Does she know I asked Mae to take her to you?”
“Yes.”
My eyes burn.
“How?”
