Friend Stole My Husband, I Divorced & Stepped…

in silence, not because there was nothing more to say, but because everything that needed to be said had been said. I stood up first. I’m leaving.

Lucy stood up, too. Carmen, really? I’m sorry.

I looked at her one last time. Her face was still the one I knew, but everything inside her had changed. I heard you, I said.

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