Vivienne's POV Dominic believed that writing could sometimes help people understand their own hearts. His words stayed with me.I picked up the notebook. The first page was still completely blank.I uncapped my pen. My eyes remained on the white paper for several long seconds.At last I began to write.‘Today I saw Maximilian's smile again.’My hand stopped moving. Tears slowly gathered in my eyes.I lowered the pen to the page once more. I continued writing.‘I thought I was ready to leave. It turns out I wasn't.’My hand trembled slightly as I looked at the page.‘I still want to watch him grow up. I still want to take him to school. I still want to hear his stories when he comes home. I still want to scold him for eating too much candy.’A small smile appeared on my face. A tear landed on the page.I quickly wiped it away before the ink could spread. My fingers tightened around the pen.I started writing again. The next words f
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