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look away.
Miss you already. Last night was everything.
I stood in my kitchen in my robe, holding a mug of coffee that was still too hot to drink, and I felt the floor go soft beneath my feet.
I did not confront him that day.
I know people judge that choice. They say, “Why didn’t you say something?”
But confrontation requires a plan, and I had no plan. continue reading …
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