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can’t believe you’d do this to us. At 10:03 a.m. Ashley, please. I love you. Just come home and we’ll figure it out. At 2:30 a.m. Fine, if that’s how you want it. That last one. Fine. Felt like a door closing. Not mine this time. His. And even though I was the one who’d left, even though I was the one with the attorney and the separate bank account continue reading …
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