Dear Ex-husband, You Blew Your Chance!

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blue jeans,and

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glass in my hand, l

still wanted him to make up e

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my body,and I raise

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's on your mind."I demanded,

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ticed something unusual. He wasn

ring...."I trail

before he quickly withdre

left

as no longer wearing o

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the length of the glass cup,and sipped

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shimmere

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in my decisi

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se to wait for me and..."h

ats for me. That was your choi

g to calm down

nd I didn't know when I rais

are the del

princess,you b!tch!"I flared up

self for using

heartbreak? - it knows

led and now it's getting to your head." He scoffs,h

e called bitch?"he tilts his

cting like t

gize for coming late,and

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ferent men for marriage

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head, releasing a

my seems to keep reki

my jaw,and

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in my head - Wha

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a princess should be served. A princess....in

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my six ho

caring husban