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... uldn’t have left her.
I drove as fast as I could down the road, my eyes focused on the wet smear of taillights and street lamps in front of me, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything but her face.
The way her expression shattered when I said those words.
When I called her a gold digger.
God.
I held the steering wheel so tight my fingers felt numb.
Why did I say that?
I knew it wasn’t true—not really. Not deep down. But I said it anyway, lik ...
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