"Please leave." I opened the door and held it for him. "And don't ever come back to bother my dad or me again."Bruce stood there, completely still, staring at me for a long moment.He didn't argue. He didn't plead. He didn't say another word.He simply bent down, picked up the bags of supplements he'd brought, and walked out of my life one heavy step at a time.The second the door clicked shut, I let out a long, deep breath.Jack came over and gently patted my shoulder. "Sweetheart, it's all in the past now."I nodded and leaned into his warm embrace.Yes, it was all in the past.From that day forward, whatever the future held, I would live for myself....Six months later, Jack's follow-up tests came back better than we'd hoped.His numbers had stabilized beautifully, and William told us that as long as he continued following the treatment plan and keeping up the routine, he could live a normal, healthy life.By then, Bruce and I had finalized our divorce.The division o
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