Outside, the air felt different.
Lighter.
My phone kept buzzing.
I didn’t check it.
Later that night, I packed her things.
Just what mattered.
Nothing more.
Then I sat on the edge of the bed.
And for the first time in a long time, everything felt clear.
Not anger.
Not even relief.
Just certainty.
I didn’t just expose a lie.
I walked away from it.
And I knew one thing for sure—
I was no longer trapped in it.
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