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it, it sounded cute. But now. Now I

know he calls his whore that.

"Never been better." I lie and climb

out of bed, padding to the bathroom

before him. I don't wait in line.

I don't make coffee. Instead, I curl

up with a book and drink the cup of tea I

brewed. He doesn't seem to notice.

“I might be home late today.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Got a lot to do at the office.”