Then I opened my eyes.
Beige curtains.
Small apartment.
Quiet bedroom.
No Brian beside me.
No Beatrice upstairs waiting with another list.
I was divorced.
Free.
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Then I opened my eyes.
Beige curtains.
Small apartment.
Quiet bedroom.
No Brian beside me.
No Beatrice upstairs waiting with another list.
I was divorced.
Free.
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