I stood in the doorway without turning around.A gust of wind swept in, and my eyes burned for a moment, but I didn't let the tears fall."Julian, you're right. I do deserve to be loved. So I'm choosing to go somewhere I will be loved. And that place isn't beside you.""Ms. Whitmore, you have a package." The receptionist at my office came over carrying a cardboard box with a return address from my old city. The sender was Julian Harrow.Hesitating, I lifted the lid and found a formal agreement ending our engagement right on top. On the last page, Julian's signature was pressed heavily into the paper, as though he'd borne down with all his strength. It was dated three days ago.Underneath the envelope were several things.My renovation journal, carefully wrapped in bubble wrap with a card tucked inside. "I'm giving this back to you. It holds four months of your hard work. I don't have the right to keep it."Underneath the journal were the five fridge magnets; he hadn't th
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