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CHAPTER 21 Miscalculation

作者: Olivia GW
last update publish date: 2026-06-18 14:16:06

(Eric’s POV)

I stared at her.

“Right after we left the house—right after the divorce papers.” She pressed the heel of her hand against her cheekbone, catching a tear before it fell. “I wanted them to see this. I wanted them to come here and watch me walk into this room, and I wanted them to understand that I don’t need them anymore.”

Her chin shook. She wiped her face again, harder, with both hands now, like she could scrub the whole evening off her skin.

“God, I’m so stupid,” she whispered mis
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