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CHRISTY:

I mentally shook my head, at my foolish thoughts. I must have always thought of him so that I could see him even if he was not here. I meant why would Everette come here?

Did I miss my husband so much that I was imagining this already?

Damn it.

I need to order more beer to forget him. I had to remember that I was the one who insisted on our divorce so I should not act as if I was desperate to have him.

If only he would love me, which he won't be doing any moment from now.

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