"You are not my wife."His voice was flat. Not angry. Only surprised.He didn't step back from me."Why are you here?," he said.I opened my mouth, closed it again. Every line I had rehearsed on the stairs was gone."I can leave," I said. "Right now. I'm sorry, I'll go, I'll...""I didn't ask you to leave."That stopped me."You know I'm not her," I said."I knew before you crossed the doorway.""Then why haven't you called for someone?"He tilted his head slightly, studying me the way you study something you can't place but recognize anyway. "That is a very good question," he said. "I don't have an answer for it yet."I stood there, unsure whether I was being tested or spared."You can go," he said. "The door is behind you. Nobody in this house will stop you tonight, I'll make certain of that."I didn't move.He noticed that I didn't move."You're not going," he said. Not a question this time."I don't know why," I admitted. My voice came out smaller than I meant it to.He crossed th
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