nds. It was her grandmother's, a delicate filigree locket, the

than had said, his voice flat, devoid

now looked at her like she was a piece of inconvenient furniture. He was having an a

d, her voice ba

Don't be difficult, Sara

der this time. "And she's not just anyone. S

ic. It helps her career. You

d. She'd tried. He'd laughed. "You'

attered smartphone from her college days, lay in a box. She picked it up, a strange impulse guiding her. The

messages. Ethan's old number. Ethan, nineteen, ideal

te thought stru

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ed, young, hes

" she b

Who i

a decade ago, before the cr

, tears streaming down

ow. You sound... different.

re... you're destroying me. You're cheatin

ible. I love you, Sarah. I would never... If I ever becam

e, so painful, was a stark cont

apers she'd printed, hidden under their mattress

e, Sarah?" he asked, a smirk

erately, his eyes fixed on her

ng a family dinner. "Jessica got a par

er Jessica, their "fragile, talented" younges

ou need to be smart about it. Sign over the assets. Ethan wil

Sarah wa

ress you're causing... it's not good for her delicate constitution. And you know she might

lood type, and their parents had always us

an have him. Jessica can have him. But

rst into tears. "Sarah,

his face red. "You selfish g

ca subtly leaned against him at the table, her hand bru

stumbled into their bedroom, where Sarah was pa

worthless without me. Absolutely worthless. Especially after

th faint, but to her, prominent, scars on her chee

You think you can do better? You'r

ofa, her old phone buzzed

i club, this weekend. I faked a stomach bug. Told them I co

er cheek. She rushed t

her vanity were replaced by ordinary moisturizers. Her old portfolio, usually tucked

mperceptible shif

tentative, flutt

ed. Ethan (32) stood there

?" he sneered. "Give it up, Sarah. You're good for one thi

e door. A moment later, she heard the muffled sound of hi

ings, it seemed, even time cou