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Chapter 10: I Do Feel A Little Grateful

Author: LeeN
last update publish date: 2026-02-02 10:51:09
It arrived on a Tuesday.

Posted to Joseph's house. Her name on the envelope in handwriting she recognised immediately, loopy, confident, the handwriting of someone who had never been unsure about anything in her life.

She opened it at his kitchen table while he was in the garden.

Floral wedding card. Gold lettering.

*Mei Leen and Evan Carter request the pleasure of your company.*

She stopped reading.

She read it again from the beginning.

Her name had been written by hand. Not "Ms. Zoya Al
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