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on his own. I remember seeing his shopping cart—a towering mountain of cereal, bread, and milk—and the chaos of a man trying to do the impossible. A tiny toddler, Sophie, reached out to me with wide, trusting eyes. Robert’s apology was weary, but his laugh was warm, and in that brief, chaotic moment, my fate was sealed. I didn’t just fall for him; continue reading …
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