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“I just don’t love you anymore,” he added.
The way he said it was almost gentle, as if he thought that made the blow a little kinder.
“You don’t love me,” I repeated. “Or do you just not love the responsibility?”
He didn’t give me an answer to that.
“Is there someone else?” I asked.
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