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7. A clause in the contract
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2026-11-02 12:00:53Sara's POV
By the time I got back to Chicago, I had already made my decision.I was going to divorce Dave.Horace had given me the name of a divorce firm before I left Indiana, telling me that the owner was an old friend of his and that the firm had some of the best lawyers in the city.He had told me to mention his name when I arrived.I repeated that name silently as I stood outside the glass doors of the firm, trying to steady my nerves.
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