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He pulled her close, the guilt already blooming on his face. “Never. I’m right here.”
She smiled into his chest. He had been planning to leave. The email to his ex-wife was a draft: “I can’t handle her mood swings anymore. I’m filing after Chloe’s finals.”
The third sin was the cruelest: . Sarah returned to bed, slid under the covers, and began to weep. Softly. Loud enough to stir Mark.
He pulled her close, the guilt already blooming on his face. “Never. I’m right here.”
She smiled into his chest. He had been planning to leave. The email to his ex-wife was a draft: “I can’t handle her mood swings anymore. I’m filing after Chloe’s finals.”
The third sin was the cruelest: . Sarah returned to bed, slid under the covers, and began to weep. Softly. Loud enough to stir Mark.