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trip,” tanned and invigorated, he found a different house. And a different wife. The warmth was gone. The constant care, absent. He’d complain about the lack of his usual breakfast, the unironed shirts. “You seem… distant,” he’d say, a hint of confusion in his voice.
“I’m just living my life,” I’d reply, a cool smile on my face. “Something I’ve learned continue reading …
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