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Day seven.
I drove by the apartment today. Your car was there, but you didn’t answer when I knocked. I know you’re home. I know you can hear me. This isn’t fair. You can’t just shut me out like this.
Actually, I could.
The apartment was mine. The lease was in my name. He had no legal right to be there, and I’d already changed the locks. A precaution continue reading …
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