After he slapped me, Julian never returned to the hotel.He agreed to let me leave the family business.I waited until he was gone, then returned to the lab to pack my things.Before I left, I went into his office and pulled our framed wedding photo from his desk drawer.When we first moved in, Julian had placed it on his desk himself.Then Mia came along, and the items on his desk were replaced one by one with things she liked.Our wedding photo ended up in a drawer, replaced by a cartoon figurine she'd given him.I stood by the tall window one last time, my case of tools packed and waiting at my feet.Below, traffic flowed through the intersection.When I first came to New York, Julian and I had stood on that same street, looking up at this building.His father still wouldn't let him take over the business, and I'd just received my first paycheck as an appraiser.Barely able to contain my excitement, I'd pointed at the building and said, "One day, I'm going to have my own lab up ther
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