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le, the charismatic t
g our first child, convinced I
y life, only to reappear in a crushing photo: his arm
ld sha
deeper than I cou
sly chosen stand-in, a grotesque copy
o have *her* features, a li
lculated lie, meaning my marriage, my love, and my
within me; how could
ever leave, especially with a baby on t
terribl
his vessel, h
e was still flaunting his obsessio
eticulously orchestrated my escape, securi
exactly who was being played, leaving him
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