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“Drive safely today.”
“Dinner’s at seven.”
“I love you.”
At first, I didn’t know what to make of it. Her calmness frightened me more than anger ever could. Was this forgiveness? Or was it a goodbye disguised as kindness?
The Appointments
But as the visits continued, I began to wonder. Was she sick? Was something wrong? My mind played cruel tricks on me — was she hiding pain from me the way I had hidden my betrayal from her?
The guilt twisted deeper. Every time she walked out the door, I felt like I was losing her piece by piece.
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