Sorry, We're Divorced
Noelle inquired, "Is it your boyfriend?"
Lorraine smiled wryly. "Boyfriend? He's nothing more than a tool!"
He'd show up whenever he hungered for her body, and as soon as he was sated, he'd pull up his pants and leave. He had never stayed over at her place before, and he was never there when she needed him.
A hint of sadness flickered in her eyes, but it was gone in an instant. Lorraine lit a cigarette, but before she could take a drag, she realized she was in a smoke-free restaurant. "My bad, I completely forgot," she said, laughing at herself.
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