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Chapter 7

Author: Year on Year
I turned to look at him.

The line of his profile was hard, his jaw tight, his gaze fixed somewhere in the distance.

"These three years, I really wasn't good enough to you."

"It's fine. It's all over."

I lowered my head, put the divorce papers into my bag, then looked up at him.

"Adrian, I wish you and Rosalie happiness."

He finally turned to look at me, and there was something complicated in his eyes.

It was not guilt. It was not reluctance.

It was more like confusion.

As if he could no
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