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•46•With Every Blood That Runs Through My Veins

“Adam...” Rebecca croaked, voice hoarse as fresh tears fell from her damp eyes. “When you. . . when you told me your name was Adam Garcia. . . I. . . I. . .I told myself it wasn't you even though you looked so much like Refugio. But it. . . it's you. It really is you. My. . . my son.”

What? She was happy to see him? Then damn Adam loved her to the pits of hell.

He noticed the movement of her hand and quickly caught her by the wrist before it could touch his cheek, having a deep feeling that another damned touch from her was going to wreck more havoc than it'd already done.

She winced, probably because he was squeezing her wrist too tight. Good, she deserved far more than that.

“Your son, huh?” He chuckled. “So now I'm your son? You fucking remembered now that you have a son?”

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You don't know how much...” She trailed off, her body quavering as sobs racked through her body.

Adam was damned if he felt even an iota of pity for this woman, but he knew all too well
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