Chasing His Runaway Wife
He thrust a crumpled sheet of paper hard against my chest, as if handing over a piece of trash he couldn’t wait to be rid of.
It was a severance letter, its cruel words stamped in black ink like a death sentence.
( I, Eylul Bernasor, am hereby completely and irrevocably cut off from this family. All ties, bonds, and rights are permanently terminated. There will be no relationship, no connection, and no recognition of me as their daughter now or for all time.)
My fingers curled into fists so tight my nails dug deep into my palms, tearing the skin until I felt the warm, sticky blood seep out.
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