Unspoken Goodbyes: The Hidden Legacy My Ex Left Me
It started with an envelope — unmarked, cream-colored, and slipped through my mail slot on an ordinary Tuesday morning. No return address, no sender’s name. Just my own written across the front in his unmistakable handwriting — the same looping scrawl I hadn’t seen in years. My hands trembled before I even opened it. Something …
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