The night I almost asked him to leave was the night everything nearly shattered. Grief had already gutted the house; money was finishing the job. Words went unsaid, assumptions took root, and love hid behind closed doors and clenched jaws. I thought his shrug meant he didn’t care. I thought I was alone in this ho… Continues…
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