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I was going to make him proud of the man I would become. I was finally going to chart my own course, rattle the stars, and then… Then I would deserve it.”“Deserve what?”“The way he used to look at me, like I was a hero, or something close to one.
I was going to make him proud of the man I would become. I was finally going to chart my own course, rattle the stars, and then… Then I would deserve it.”“Deserve what?”“The way he used to look at me, like I was a hero, or something close to one.
