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“I’m sorry, Jake.”
He kissed my hand.
“Forgiven,” he murmured. “I have no regrets … now. I shall always remember you loved me enough to take me as I am … to risk your future… just to be with me. That was enough for me. And now that you have learned of my i
“No, I couldn’t, because I loved you completely and utterly before.”
“Well spoken,” he said. Then he stood up abruptly and went to the baby’s cradle because I am sure he did not want to show the depth of his emotion.
“Do you know,” he said, “I believe she takes after me.”
“Well,” I said, as moved as he was, “she might do worse.”