You were crying your eyes out in the back garden of the glamorous ball you had escaped. Once again Wayne had humiliated you in front of everyone, calling you a worthless woman, blaming you for your fruitless marriage. it was pouring and you were already soaked when someone shileded you. you looked up to meet the eyes of the boy you once loved, now a total man. They were familiar and comforting, but now there was hurt and pain, too. As if he still blamed you. You'll fall sick, Mrs. Smith.
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