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117- RUNNING DOWN THE DRAIN

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The taxi that had taken me home was thankfully a quiet man. I sighed as I stood in front of my home. I initially wanted to go and see Christie but I did not have the guts to face my daughter and tell her that I could not bring her father home.

How could I face her and tell her that he had moved on? He had another family now and we were not included. How could I lie to her face?

The maids opened the door to my home and I strolled in. I paused and tightened my fists.

Moore hated me. He disgusted me. He believed that I betrayed him, that I left him to die, that I did not fight for us.

He was right though. I did not fight for us, I fought for him. I have always fought for him. Today, my sacrifice had come back to haunt me in the worst way possible.

I ran to the stairs and locked my room door. The place was neatly kept, the same way I had left it.

My heart ached all over again when I realized how excited I had been to leave in the morning. I had so many things, so many plans — Now, t
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