Divorce by Deception

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when I got home and saw the email confirmation

Grand Steer' 7:00 PM," it

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to save every penny, convinced

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as high-end, the kind of plac

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flutter in my chest, imaginin

my hand as I rushed out, giving him a qui

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d have

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m," I sai

semi-private alcove,

was Emily, her laughter ec

y weren

ting possessively on his arm, was

regnant, her belly round

fect little family unit, and

or me, but I couldn't move, my

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about Buster shedding, ab

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