Demolition Before the Bloom

perfectly. Wine opened. Everything staged.

Then she said it.

Ethan was coming back.

And I needed to leave.

I reminded her of everything I had done.

Every dollar. Every sacrifice.

She didn’t even blink.

“You’re acting like you own this house,” she said coldly. “You don’t. You’re just clinging because you’re afraid to live your own life.”

And then again—

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