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you earned it.”
At the door, he paused.
“Vivian, I hope you find someone who deserves you. Preston never did.”
Then he left.
Vivian opened the envelope and counted the money mechanically.
Fifty thousand dollars.
More than she had when she married Preston.
Less than she would need to rebuild a life.
She tucked it into her duffel bag.
The rest of the night passed continue reading …
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