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... ointment I saw in her eyes that my words had caused, pierced like a splinter of wood in my cold heart.
Never knew someone’s disappointment would affect me this much. I needed to collect my thoughts and not use her as my emotional outlet.
I made some more phone calls and spoke to Ranold. We needed to acquire that cotton, or we would be facing a huge loss. By no means was I prepared for that, but when nature decides to stand against you, there is not much one can do.
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