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CHAPTER ELEVEN: A Secret Found
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I can’t look Marius straight in the eyes out of embarrassment, perhaps to also keep my remaining collectedness. “I can stay and look for Sammy,” Marius says. “No, you should go home and rest, Marie will soon be here.” I can’t entrust Sammy to someone I don't fully know. What if he steals Sammy and brings him to Carter? I shake my head at the absurd thought, feeling guilty for thinking about it even after receiving financial assistance from him. Marie finally arrives. Though it aches me with worry for briefly leaving Sammy, I have to personally go to work to properly file an immediate leave so I can take care of him myself. I kiss Sammy on the cheek before slipping away from the hospital. Marius offers to give me a ride, but I refuse again without forgetting to thank him for his kindness. I can’t be too close, or too involved with him. Whatever we have, it can’t be more than that. I can’t make the same mistake. By the time I reach my workplace, my supervisor is already on bre
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