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her seat, watching the Reynolds est

achment, only the weary

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ng and heartbreak

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ome had long

of unread messages from Chlo

. "I'm fine. It's done.

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to the complicated mess of

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hat Faye Matth

time, until all the grief and s

d on the

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man with red, swollen eyes, but a

plashed my face with cold wa

k clothes I always kept at t

en, took out flour

ng, to keep my hands b

ng my signatur

. every familiar step was

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cooling rack, then took off my apro

and placed one perfec

suitcase and walked

ill waiting

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