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Chapter 7

Author: A. Leilani
last update publish date: 2025-12-24 15:09:06

Chapter 7: MATTHEW

The word divorce hit me like a physical blow, knocking the air from my lungs. I stared at Bianca,and couldn't process what I was hearing.

"Stop being dramatic," I said, my voice harder than I intended, feeling she was throwing this around just to gain my attention, by being needy. "You're upset, you're overreacting, but divorce? That's—no. We're not doing this."

"I'm not overreacting." She sounded calm now. "I'm finally reacting appropriately. I should have done this mont
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