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over with wine.
“Let’s make a toast,” I said.
The room quieted.
“To Derek,” I said, smiling. “For showing me exactly what I deserve.”
Confusion spread.
“And to Nicole—for the clarity.”
I paused.
“I’m moving out tonight.”
Silence.
Derek froze. “What?”
“Just being mature,” I said.
I addressed the room calmly.
“A mature person knows when they’re not valued. And leaves.continue reading …
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