I'd always been slow to catch on. Everyone said Audrey liked me, and I'd pat my chest, insisting it was pure friendship.All these years, she quietly stayed by my side.And yet, if it weren't for today, I might never have realized it. Looking back now, I see the signs were there all along."If you hadn't divorced, I wouldn't have told you even if I drank myself to death today. Enough talking—I'm calling a car to go home!"She swayed slightly, about to leave. I grabbed her arm and pulled her into my embrace."How will we know if we don't try?"Her smile softened, a sense of relief in it. Then, without hesitation, she kissed me.This warm, familiar closeness was what I should have been protecting all along.Over the next month, life with Audrey in the new apartment was peaceful. She went to work and came home; we cooked together, took walks, shopped. The simplicity of it all was a happiness I hadn't felt in seven years.During this time, Diane kept asking about me—where I lived,
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