I almost didn’t answer the phone that Friday morning. Leo’s name glowing on the screen stopped me cold—like seeing a ghost in broad daylight. Three years had passed since he walked out without warning, choosing another woman and another life just blocks away. No goodbye. No explanation. Just… gone. But this time, he sounded different. For illustration purposes only “Stacey,”...
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