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can't do this. I can't stomach the idea of fathering another person's child. I'm not going to raise

n January, just so you know. I turned her away,

ienna is impatient, we're flying out in a few minutes. Besides,

ce papers on the dining table. Sign th

e, Kiersey. I'm

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her lips and she clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle back the others. A subconscious part of

d, wrinkled sponge, beating faintly like a dying pet. She picked up the divo

nd found all his stuff gone. Same as the other rooms in the house and even the living room sh

orcing her. He had gone back to his ex-wife, whom

ably been balling her too! He treated her like she had no brains and hit

sonof

ered, fisting the divorce pa

why else would he leave so suddenly and readily go into the arms of his ex? Th

ong. Her teacher's salary, although it was much, couldn't sustain her living here. The rent fees was a little over seventy pe

another part of the town where the pay was more

to him with her own hate letter and focus o

s like a cool breeze had drifted directly through her, settl

uld do

out. She didn't have to feel the burden of his overbearing self over her shoulder.

how stupid she had been to succumb to her husband and let him treat her anyhow. He had p

iece o

chest—in her soul—lifted off, leaving

ot. She didn't have to worry about the poor baby growing up in a dysfunctional fam

even years, she had ne

have the best times in the world. She could even get lucky and find another person to fall in love with again. Someo

e the paper, she started