A Hundred Promises, One Hundred Betrayals

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The ultrasound photo caught fire slowly, curling at the edges before the flame swallowed it whole. I watched it burn in front of my mother's grave. Eight weeks. That was how far along I had been. Three days ago, on the anniversary of her death, I came here to talk to her. To tell her she was going to be a grandmother. Instead, I found my husband fucking his ex-girlfriend against the oak tree twenty feet from her headstone. I lost the baby that night. Rhett found me at the cemetery. Of course he did. He always knew where to find me when he needed to apologize. "Cordelia." He stopped a few steps away, keeping his distance. Smart. "I've been looking for you all morning." I didn't turn

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