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I tossed it into our fire pit and watched the flames consume the last remnant of my old life.
As I write this now, I’m sitting in my own kitchen. Yes, I kept the house! I’m watching my kids eat breakfast before school.
Daniel moved in with Madison. From what I heard through mutual friends, reality hit them hard once the excitement of forbidden love wore off.
Turns out sneaking around was more thrilling than actually being together.
The kids are healing, and so am I. It’s been incredibly hard, but for the first time in years, I feel like myself again. Strong, independent, and finally free.
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