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Chapter 13: The Things He Knew Would Hurt

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Mark noticed the change in Mika before she said anything about it.

She no longer followed him from room to room when an argument ended. She no longer sent long messages explaining what she meant, apologizing for the words he had twisted, or asking whether they were okay. When he withdrew into his games, she found something else to do.

At first, he enjoyed the quiet.

Then it began to irritate him.

On a Thursday evening, he arrived home later than usual, carrying a plastic bag of convenience-stor
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