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way I can see how far my story has traveled.
People always ask me when I knew.
They expect me to say it was some dramatic moment. A lipstick stain, a mysterious perfume, a late-night text message that I wasn’t supposed to see.
But the truth is quieter and uglier than that.
The truth is that I knew long before I admitted it to myself, because admitting continue reading …
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