Surgery To Forget My Toxic Husband
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The freezing wind outside whipped pellets of snow against the car window. I stared at my own blurred reflection in the glass, and it suddenly hit me: the last ten years had been nothing but a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.
In the passenger seat, Jonathan flicked his cigarette ash. The lingering warmth of our physical intimacy from moments ago hadn't even dissipated yet, but his words were already piercing through me like ice shards.
"To be honest, it’s getting boring with you. My new intern, though—she’s got some real fire in her."
