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He paused, then nodded. “Then we talk to her.”
Alice came into the room, visibly nervous but composed.
She nodded.
“How could you sleep with my husband four years ago—and now be engaged to my son?”
Her expression collapsed into shock.
“I’ve never met your husband,” she said. “And I’ve never seen you before tonight.”
I told her everything. What I’d walked in on. What I remembered.
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