He was never a very warm man, but he got even colder. I wanted to help, because I still cared for him and for our relationship, but he wouldn’t let me, wouldn’t let me near him. And it just kept getting worse, until three or four years ago he closed up completely. Never said a word, just looked at me with cold contempt. I’ve thought about it a lot since, and I honestly don’t think it was my fault. I guess that was when I really started to hate him, the bastard. And I’m sure he hated me as well.” “Then why didn’t you get a divorce? You asked, didn’t you?” “Of course I asked. He would just stare
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