Happily Ever After, Without You
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er, heading for a small café tucked in the corner. A familiar
rfectly styled, her designer handbag prominent. A former sorority si
and then landed on Sarah. Recognition flic
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him, and I'll tell you, if you just admitted your mistake, he' d take you back
ca, at the unchanged certainty in her eyes. The same cer
Sarah asked, h
ssive hand. "Leaving him like that. For
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, a frown creas
Everyone saw them. E
felt a tremor. She had hoped Boston was just a city, a place
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