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84: Imagination

At any second now, Devon will get up from this fucking table and leave.

Elizabeth's been crying for the last two hours. Her lids are the size of bagels, and if she keeps this up she'll look like she's been punched in the fucking face. She might even get him fucking arrested for that. People will think he knocked her out cold. It doesn't help that her mascara is smudged. She looks horrid, absolutely terrible.

She sniffles and wipes her eyes with a soft, scented tissue for the hundredth time this afternoon. "I'm sorry, it's just you should've seen the way he kicked me out. I've never felt so degraded in all my life. We were engaged for eight years! He owes me more respect."

No, Devon thinks. He doesnt. "I can't begin to imagine how you felt. He's a real dick, this ex of yours." Can she get to the point? He had high expectations for this lunch, and she's fucking them all up with her incessant sobbing. This isn't as easy as he thought it'd be. He glances at his watch. He's been here for t
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