The shrill ring of a phone pierced through the stillness of the night, jolting me awake. I blinked groggily, my eyes adjusting to the darkness as I turned to look at the alarm clock on the nightstand. 3:00 AM. My heart sank as I realized who was likely on the phone.Next to me, Leonard was already answering the call, his movements swift and purposeful. I watched as he answered, his voice low and concerned. "Charlotte? What's wrong?"I didn't need to hear the other side of the conversation to know what was happening. This scene had played out countless times before, always the same. Charlotte, Leonard's childhood friend and a constant thorn in my side, calling in the middle of the night, needing my husband. And Leonard, ever the knight in shining armor, rushing to her side without hesitation."I'll be right there," Leonard said, already getting out of bed. I watched as he moved around the room, quickly pulling on clothes."Leonard," I said softly, sitting up in bed. "It's pouring outsi
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