The employer was very generous. I was offered handsome pay, and they even contacted a team of pro medics for me. I booked a flight that was set to leave in three days, then I went back and packed up.The new house barely had anything big, save for the gigantic, very conspicuous 'Just Married' hanging from the wall. Zoe had burned the midnight oil to cut out the exquisite window decorations, while Timothy and I filled the space with other, smaller decorations. We had built the place decor piece by piece.Driven by excitement, Timothy even made the bassinet himself. His eyes shone with anticipation for married life. Sadly, all that happiness was gone now.I pulled the door open. Timothy was leaning on the wall, smoking. He glanced at my suitcase and blew out a stream of smoke. "How long is it going to be this time? Three days? A week? A month?"I said nothing. He tried to coax me again. "Stop throwing a tantrum. You know I only care about you." Then, he leaned in for a kiss, pryi
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