I stumbled home at 4 a.m., soaked and dizzy from a fever, barely keeping myself upright against the bathroom door.At the staircase, I noticed a pair of women's heels.'Terence brought someone home?' My heart skipped, then settled.It didn't matter. I was leaving him.My feet were blistered, my legs heavy as lead. Steam filled the bathroom, my vision blurring as a tear hit my hand.I remembered meeting Terence in a cold rain years ago.Lester's cheating and abuse drove my mom to jump, leaving me with PTSD that flared on rainy days.I suffered from shaking, anxiety, insomnia, and even self-harm.During a breakdown, I collapsed on the street, and Terence carried me to the hospital.When I met him again, it was at school.He spotted my law book and grinned, "You gonna be a lawyer? Can I hire you for my cases?"I studied law, and he studied finance.We fell in love, and after graduation, I became his company's go-to lawyer, winning case after case.As I turned off the shower,
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