Unfortunately, none of this had anything to do with me anymore.On the other side of town, Quentin returned home."Cammy! Cammy! I know I was wrong, Cammy! I'm sorry! I bought the locket you wanted! Cammy!"But no matter how loudly he called, no one answered.Panic surged up his spine.He searched the living room, the kitchen, the bedroom…They were all empty.A sudden thought struck him. He opened the wardrobe. Half the clothes were gone.Everything that belonged to me had disappeared, except for one white dress, the one he bought for our wedding.I was nineteen then. I had said to him, "Quentin, when we get married, can you buy me a white dress?"He agreed.And on our wedding day, I did wear that beautiful white dress.But our marriage brought no happiness.Quentin remembered that day too. I had my hair in braids, cheeks flushed with shy warmth. In front of both families, I placed my hand in his.I said, "Quentin, from now on, we're a family."The cheerful scene still
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