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ʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ. ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ.

ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ.

ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʟᴏsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʜᴇ’s ᴀ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ.

𝒥𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹. 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓸𝓻 𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓽𝔂 — 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓮.

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓼𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓸𝓼𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓸𝔂𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭. 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓰𝓸 𝔀𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰?

ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ sᴏᴏɴ — ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ.

𝑯𝒆’𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅 — 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 — 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆? 𝑨 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕? 𝑨 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓? …𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆?

You think he still loves his ex-wife. He never says otherwise.♱You married him. But you’re not sure he ever let her go.

You shouldn’t have fallen for your sister’s husband — the man who sees too much and says too little.

He falls in love with his brother's wife.Something felt off. Arthur couldn't name it yet — maybe it was just comfort, the quiet peace he felt near her. He buried the thought