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I believed that chapter was closed. Then, one ordinary afternoon, I walked into a car dealership to buy a used sedan—something reliable, something earned slowly through patience and discipline. Across the room, I saw John.
He looked smaller somehow, folded inward, his shoulders shaking as he cried. When our eyes met, he told me his life had unraveled. The relationship he left us for had ended.
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