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ing at "our house" sometime between today and tomorrow; she had been avoiding me for a few months. I hadn't reached out to he
elt some empathy for her situation when sh
We would remain in this marriage agreement while her father needed medical treatment, and I would maintain my relationship with Elena. The marriage with M
, I decided to wait for a mourning period bef
ved the email with the documen
ination. I had been living there for about a week, making sure everything wou
still had to attend a family dinner tonight
k suitcases. I knew she had arrived. I walked into
d, neglected clothes, large eyes, and lips red with lipstick as she sighed while nappi
eful face during sleep gave her a slightly angelic air, exce
as different from the last time I saw her. I swallowed hard at the sudde
and looked at me, wiping her e
asked without showing any
d let out a groan as she stretch
replied, yawning.
er phone, probably shocked to see it was already past 5:0
claimed, still
ked you up," I said, pouring myself a glass of whiskey
eeping a seri
bjections to the division of assets
ed to know what she was thinking, but her face w
t her face. This woman seemed nothing like
hed and looked away. "I'll sign it tomorrow
the kitchen. I just watched her
ne and stepped away to take the call, keeping a look o
r day?" Elena's soft voic
usual," I replied.
uld feel her frustration. Our relationship had
isn't working for me anymore. We've been in this situation for y
nevitable, but I didn't expect it to happen so s
we have to keep it this way for now. Morgana is here
lowed by a resigned sigh. The mention of Morgana
r, Elena. She's here and agree
g surprised on the other end of
y as possible," I sighed heavily, feeling a bit of resentmen
to remind you not to forge
bbed my face. The dinner with her conflic
I asked. "I still need to go
ounded less enthusiastic.
there a
'll be w
help but reflect on the complexity of my life. Two relationships, both based on lies, secrets, and convenience. The decision to fi