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about to break.
Mark leaned back in his chair, looked at the ceiling for a second, and then looked back at me. “Do you feel anything for me anymore?” he asked. The question didn’t surprise me.
It was his last attempt to drag me back into the past. “Feelings have nothing to do with this,” I said. “This is a matter of what’s fair.
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