Surely they'd had caused some noise. A tiny bit noticeable was plastered on her visage. She didn't want any of their drama-hungry neighbors to be concerned about their situation. The last thing she needed was that.
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ππ―πππΏπ±? It was comical that he thought he could call any of this absurd. She accepted him for who he truly was. She knew when she saw him for the first time there was something special about him.
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Putting her own thoughts and feelings on the matter aside despite the voice in the back of her head. Nagging at her saying otherwise. The voice who she had been surpassing saying it was all her husband's fault.
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