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d, a blizzard hit Manhattan. Ellie had called her husband, hop
d straight upstairs, only to look through the half-open master bedroom door and see her husband's new assis
a pair of nude patent leather stilettos were intimately tangled together. Melting
rital bed in a fluster. She deliberately tugged at the loose collar of
. There was no anger, only the chilling, numb d
to a pathetic, shattered marriage. Ephram's infidelity was an open secret, and she, once c
aid coldly. "Ephram has never b
rital home, bought five yea
eyes as she softly explained, "Mr. Olive
seen Ephram i
ing dinner alone at a five-star hotel restaurant when she
face, and screamed at him with a twisted ex
mirror and see what she had become. Then, he wrapped his arm around t
d every fragile thing in sight. Looking at her unrecognizable face
w did she turn into such a
out of this townhouse. Ephra
hortly after, but she didn't expect hi
ce, a wave of cold disgust finally
e demanded, her voice dr
eact, the master bathr
towel wrapped loosely around his waist. Seeing Ellie in the doorway, his patien
her, Ellie," E
ly watered. She shrank b
rembling perfectly on cue. "I accidentally spilled wine on my d
Stark" instead of "Mrs. Oliv
kets of her wool coat. Her knuckles tu
his patience vis
o you have to make a scene out of ever
rved for decent p
d from her pocket, holdi
n onto the black-and-white marble vanity. The
ss the top in bold black letters, the header was
ehearsed expression of distress froze
oking directly at him like a doct
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