"Duncan!" I yelled as I entered into the house. My clothes were dirty and I looked like a mess yet all I wanted was to see Duncan. To touch him and to hug him. I needed it badly. Walking into the living room, I screamed his name once more but there was no response. I continued walking and went upstairs to his room. I pushed open the door to Duncan’s room, my heart pounding hard against my chest. I gasped at what I saw in front of me. Duncan and Melissa, tangled in each other’s arms, naked under the sheets. For a moment, the world froze. My breath caught in my throat, and the air turned heavy. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. All I could do was stare, my soul splitting into pieces. He didn’t notice me at first. His face was turned toward her, eyes half-lidded in that lazy, satisfied way I used to love. My knees wobbled beneath me. I had dreamed of this moment for days. Of coming home, of being wrapped in his arms, of hearing him whisper he was sorry for not coming to save me.
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