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wrenching sobs that shook her shoulders.
I let her cry. I didn’t offer platitudes. I just sat, present.
When she could speak, it was through tears.
“How long have you known?” she asked.
“Pieces since May,” I said. “Everything since July.”
She looked at me with hurt and anger. “Months? You’ve known for months that my marriage is a lie, that I’m in financial continue reading …
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