He stood confidently beside the woman he had chosen over our marriage, while I sat alone in a gray coat, my hands resting on my lap.
Not because I was afraid.
Because I was angry.
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He stood confidently beside the woman he had chosen over our marriage, while I sat alone in a gray coat, my hands resting on my lap.
Not because I was afraid.
Because I was angry.
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