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who had not yet learned to trust the future.
I understood now what that laughter had actually meant.
At 2:13 in the morning, a message arrived from Owen while I was standing in the dark checking the street through the window.
“Babe, can you sign the document I emailed? It’s just a form for after we’re married.”
I stared at the screen until the words blurred.continue reading …
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