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My father opened it first, scanned it, and passed it to me.
“I’m sorry. I was jealous of a dead woman. And now I’ve lost everything. —L”
I read it twice. Not out of sympathy, but to let the words settle in my bones. I didn’t feel triumphant or anything of the sort… I just felt calm.
“She finally admitted it, huh?” Dad sighed.
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