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other' s hospital bed, begging Olivia, the
r-"Swamped with work," "Bad
Brandon, her childhood friend. The marriage certificate read: twenty-seven days a
ogy from Olivia: she couldn' t make our courthouse
told me Mom had passed away. Olivia'
alled later, feigning concern, trying to string me
up, letting myself finally break. I would
apartment, every trace of her
my bed, in my apartment, wearing my clothes, while she tried to pul
eak, a new start. My life was sh

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