The Day I Chose Differently

was in the familiar leather armchair of the Vanderbilt library,

it felt, I was pushed

n, Leo' s hands, then her final, venomous whisper: "You s

ess swallow

he fake accidents, the endless lies, th

y to be left a hollow shell, betrayed by

humiliating,

as I

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day my misery began, the day I pic

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me, I would

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decisively, and ensure my be