Too Late, Mr. Ex: I'm Free

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meat grinder of pure logic. He wasn't just choosing her over me. He was

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pulled out my phone. I kept the screen dimmed an

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Ilene's voice now. She was crying, a fak

bed. "I was so scared. I di

on, and recorded every single word. I recorded the proof tha

udio file and immediately synced it

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tal room and locked the door

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looked down at me. I opened my eyes slowly,

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agreement, and let's p