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Chapter 14: Farewell

Auteur: Karensia
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-24 21:52:50

- WILLOW

The last thing I put on the table was the divorce papers. I signed my name at the bottom in thick black ink, slid the smooth white pages across the desk.

I slung the canvas bag over my shoulders, turned my back on the desk, and walked toward the small stone fireplace in the corner of the room. Sitting on the hearth was a small metal bin filled with old journals, pages and pages of stupid, hopeful entries I’d written when I first came to this pack, thinking I was building a life with a
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