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still lingered on his shirts, where the last book he read remained open on his nightstand, where my wedding ring had still meant something twelve hours ago.
Instead, something inside me went still.
Not calm.
Not peaceful.
Still.
Like a lake freezing over.
I walked past Victoria without speaking.
She stiffened, expecting a fight.
I did not give her one.
My heels continue reading …
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