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... ven-year-old woman argued with her thirty-four-year-old son-in-law.

"What kind of father are you? She has no one but you in this world, but yet you will abandon her in the blink of an eye?" The woman asked.

The thirty-four-year-old man named Blake fell to his knees in tears and begged, "I can't do it, Mom. I can't look at her."

"Yes, you can. What happened isn't her fault. She needs you more than ever."

"But I don't need her. She reminds me so much of Layla; she l ...

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