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After that, Rick spoke to me often. He asked questions, remembered the answers, and noticed things about me—like how I always saw the price of something before I noticed its beauty.
“Because price decides what gets to stay beautiful,” I said once.
Rick leaned back in his chair. “That’s either wise or sad, Layla.”
“Probably both.”
He gave a small smile. “You say hard things like you’re apologizing for them.”
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