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... c’s tumor had reoccurred. Natalie didn’t respond and sent him the address before ending the call.

"His tumor has returned," Evelyn murmured, making Zevian turn to her in shock. "She discovered it last night when they sat to sign the divorce papers," she added, recalling how Natalie had confessed to them this morning. It was a shitty mess and seemed to have gotten only messier.

"Let’s go!" Zevian murmured, picking up his coat. Evelyn nodded and picking a long coat from her wardrob ...

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