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I loved you the best way I knew how.
I sat there, the paper in my hands, letting the words settle.
He had lied. That hadn’t changed. But now I understood the shape of it.
I folded the letter, placed it back in the envelope, and sat there thinking about a man I’d known and loved my entire life—and lost twice.
Source: amomama.com
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