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41. The Realization
"So, you're happy with him?"
"I am, very much in love with my husband."
"I see..." He sounds disappointed. Yegor would check in on me every couple of times a year, with the same question. But he never pushes forward with his intention. And Luka knows about this, about our conversation.
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