the coffee table. Cream-colored cardstock, eleg

osed to be ho

ne again. Straig

in my stomach. Th

the living room wall. I rushed to

ped out of the car w

wide and haunted. He flinc

What's

He just thrust a thick

do this

was a ra

t? Mike, you'

wedding.

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king about? We ju

ldn't meet my eyes. He looked pas

u're breaking up with

eyes. This had

ng to the envelope. "For everything. The d

re getting married!

eyes was so profound it stole my breath. It wasn't

let it go. Don't ask que

his hands up as

. "What happened? D

. It's... it's me

his car keys, h

is!" I cried, reac

as if I'd

away f

asp. He scrambled into hi

as he reversed out of th

e felt heav

earts. Eight y

o

planation.