Trade me places, he said. He'd probably start with his new daughter-in-law, and wouldn't that be a shit. Are you saying you made me do it? Non, ma petite. I shut that particular metaphysical door tight, locked it, and bound it with silver chains.
Maybe, but they're still in me, and it's still something I enjoy. I am not the woman in his life. I wanted to say something, but I didn't trust my voice. Yes, he's hurt.
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