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My phone chirps and I look to it as it lights up, as Professor Edwards drones on about behavior patterns, I click on the email notification from Ann Jameson and d******d the attachment.

My brows go up, I see Mr. Quinn is quite busy, and now so am I. He has to make an appearance in over twenty plus events and I scan the dates, that was only for the next five months.

Great.

I see that there’s an event for Friday, I do a mental calculation, that’s in for days. The words black tie affair is written in parentheses. I’m still thumbing through the calendar deliberate if I have to show up for these events when a text pops in from an unknown number.

I click on it with a frown I read the text out loud, “How’s your day looking? Mine sucks”

I debate leaving it but before I know it my fingers are thumbing out a reply.

Me: Who is this?”

My heart jumps as I read the text that follows almost immediately.

“Your husband”

When professor Edwards turns to the board I type back.

Me: Ian?
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