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For ten years, I lived on the other side of that moment. I divorced my husband. I cut my sister out of my life completely. I learned how to function without trusting my own instincts. I learned how to keep the past sealed away because touching it hurt too much.
I believed I had accepted what happened.
The truth waited patiently in a small box, tied with a ribbon from our childhood, until the day I was finally forced to face it.
The Day Everything Broke
I had no reason to be at that hotel.
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