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I remember sitting in the back seat, staring at my daughter’s sleeping face, trying to understand what had just happened.
Ray and I’d been together for six years.
And now he’d locked us out. Why?
Vanessa opened her door, took one look at me, and pulled me inside.
“What happened?” she demanded.
“He changed the locks,” I said numbly. “He told me to leave.”
Her face went from confused to furious in about two seconds.
“He did WHAT?”
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