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I didn’t respond right away. I swallowed the anger and said quietly, “Let me think about it.”
A few days later, during my lunch break, my phone rang. The number was unfamiliar, and normally I’d ignore it. For some reason, I answered.
“Hello?”
“Is this Jake’s wife?” a bright, almost cheerful voice asked.
“Who’s calling?” I said, my stomach twisting.
“Oh! Sorry. I’m Anna. Jake’s girlfriend.”
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