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“I am.” I break the silence with two
words. He looks over at me.
“Would you just tell me what’s going
on?”
“I can’t.” I don’t look at him. If I
do, I’ll remember those pictures of him
and her. They both lied to me, made me a
fool. I trusted them. I trusted him most
of all.
I haven't spoken to my family in
years, and right now, all I want is to see
