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Her gaze fell on the envelope she held in trembling hands.
The words danced in a blur before her tearful eyes. ‘I'm sorry, but I can't go through with this charade.
A shiver ran through her as she remembered that night. The lies, the furtive phone calls, the forgotten clothes that weren't hers.
All those details she preferred to ignore now made crushing sense.
A noise at the door startled her. She opened the door hoping he had come to his senses, but found herself face to face with another woman, just as shattered, holding an identical note.
Time seemed to freeze as the reality hit them: he had abandoned them both.