Heartbreak and a Hollowed Home
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He talked about a new business venture, a sure thing that would set them up for life. I believ
hot. The doctor said it was his heart; he needed immediate surgery. I called Mark, desperate. "
snapped, "Don't be so dramatic. He's probably just got a bad cold. You're overreacting." He hung up. Desperatio
he worse. I raced to his side, but it was too late. My son died in a sterile hospital room
t her a glittering diamond necklace. The truth crashed down on me. There was no investment. There was onl
of his lies. The man I loved betrayed me, destroyed everything, then p
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