My Husband Left Our Seven Sons for My Sister—Then Our Eldest Sent His Wedding a Box With One Promise at the Bottom
“Some are in my desk.”
“Why keep them?”
“They’re mine.”
“Yes.”
He put the box in the bin.
Nothing valuable disappeared with it.
The keepsakes had been returned.
The copies remained where needed.
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