Aethelgard's Divorce

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ss, and I, his wife, stood frozen i

is panic attacks, and organizing his entire

blicly replaced me, reducing me

ve of humiliation as whispers

e, especially not Liam,

genius, but I had lost Eleanor Vance, the

s made: I need

th the divorce papers, expect

or affection, but the desperate fear of losin

ly punched a wall, breaking his hand, my

eat Olivia's tiny paper cut with more care and tend

was

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d this time, I wa