Scorned Wife, Sudden Fortune

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between my legs, and the profound, bone-deep

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potent it felt like acid in the air. "She' s completely torn apart dow

perfectly still, my eyes fixed on the

rty secret. "It's all loose and flabby, covered in these weird purple lines. She

ting sound. "Dude, that's rough. You s

self-pity. "Way cleaner. A nice, neat scar you can hide. But no, she wanted th

ed rhythm, began to hammer against my ribs.

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gniting inside me. He couldn't possibly feel that way

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den, secretive phone calls. The distance that had been growing betw

paths down my temples and into my hair. They weren't tears of sadness. The

as cruel. He wasn't just a b

of antiseptic and my own blood, I mourned the death

over on the other end of the line, a

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my pain, but it was th