He stood confidently beside the woman he had chosen over our marriage, while I sat alone in a gray coat, my hands resting on my lap.
Not because I was afraid.
Because I was angry.
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He stood confidently beside the woman he had chosen over our marriage, while I sat alone in a gray coat, my hands resting on my lap.
Not because I was afraid.
Because I was angry.
Abel Ward did not rush toward us. That was what I remembered most clearly afterward. He didn’t overturn his chair, shout threats, or charge…
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