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The Night Before Our Wedding, I Heard What He Really Thought of Me

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kids, different dads, pushing thirty-five. She thinks I’m her knight in shining armor. She’s terrified of being alone again.”

I sat in the middle of my living room with a blush-pink ribbon in one hand and felt the blood leave my face in a slow, cold tide, like water receding from a shore before a wave.

“It’s pathetic, really,” Patricia said, and I could continue reading …

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