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so much as touched her in the six months they'd been

this to you. He says he's not coming

m. Is she trying to ge

a condom. I'd rather not deal with the mess if he cat

ed. She could picture the wo

, he was just a man she happened to be married to. Whenever

ont door slammed and her mother-in-law's vo

year married and still no baby. I put food on your plate and a roof over your head. E

or and looked at Margaret

aining from her face. She turned toward the living room, muttering

d out of the apartment, slamm

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ng in on her. Her phone was still on the bed - that phot

staying he

ket, stepped out, a

c bleeding through walls, strangers moving under neon lights without a care in the

at, and being cheated on with zero shame. Tonight, she

inst the wall, letting out a slow breath

en she no

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k it through, her fee

t softer than she meant

inct was to brush her off - he had no interest in women

ar's headlights

s glassy - she was striking. Full lips, dark hair falling

smile cros

m around her waist instead. "Not an

. But then she thought of the photo

aid. "Keep me

te, Damian looked down at

of her eye. "Any regr

egret - marrying a man who treated her like furn

choices. This w

, barely there, but certain. Damian cau

only one thing

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es tha