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From his building, Will would walk three blocks. There, he’d slip down the subway steps, catch the Red Line north to Howard, where he’d transfer to the Purple Line—as would I, twenty paces behind. If only he’d have turned and looked, he would have seen me there. The college campus where Will worked was ostentatious. White brick buildings sat covered with ivy, beside glitzy archways. It was thick with people, students with backpacks on, racing to class.
Go cats
Cheating spouses are masters at manipulation, she said. He may tell you things to keep you from ending the affair. He has both a wife and a lover on the side. He has no incentive to change.
