like this? Wh

drink your wine, ignoring

onversation your daughter

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husbands belongings f

es, his scent still lingering on

for him, you mi

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lt lust over a boy, because that is what he was... a

that'

hen in the morning he will be gon

e.' You think 'so he's def

Poppy talk, smiling at

o memories of you and

glass of wine and head upstairs to your bedroom, tea