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2: The Altar I Never Escaped

A year earlier, I had stood at the altar while my son, Miles, sat proudly in the front row swinging his little dress shoes. Luke and I had been together for seven years. We had a son, a home, routines, private jokes, and all the ordinary things people build when they believe love is permanent.

Then Luke’s face changed.

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