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Chapter 2
Ethan is a whirl
of coffee I haven' t touched. He wraps his ar
future Mrs
yard, the flowers, the life we're going to build. He even m
llow feeling ech
ing my quietness. "Hey, you
manage to say.
t you worry about a thing. I've got it all
no idea that every cheerful word, every promise for the
r a wedding that will never happen. I watch him, a gh
er from our first picnic, and the worn-out copy of his favorite book he gave me on our first annive
e comes back, his eyes
es," he says,
im move something large a
open
r seen. It' s the designer gown from the boutique downtown, the one I' d admired but
" I whisper, m
e sheepishly. "I
his old life, the only thing he managed to keep. He loved that c
thing is more important than you. I've waited five years for our wed
the air from my lungs. He sold his past f
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