ASHA'S POVShe woke up to grey light and the sound of someone's car alarm going off three streets over, which was such a normal Saturday morning thing that for a moment everything was fine.Just a moment though.It came back the way things did when sleep had been keeping it at bay, not all at once but in pieces, the amber lighting of the bar, the woman's coat, the envelope sitting on the counter while she debated whether to open it, the photograph, his hand at that woman's waist, and then that last line, neat and patient and completely certain of itself.*He already made his choice. Don't be her mistake.*Asha lay there for a second staring at the ceiling. Then she pushed the covers back and got up.The apartment was cold the way it got on October mornings when she'd forgotten to turn the heat up before bed. She pulled her cardigan off the chair, wrapped it around herself, and went to the kitchen to make coffee. Ground the beans the way she always did, measured the water, watched the
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