“You didn’t give me a choice,” I said simply. I was afraid that extra words at this point would be my undoing. I was too close to the edge. I could feel tears. I could feel my resolve close to collapse. I wasn’t ready for this conversation. I wasn’t sure that I would ever be ready. “You didn’t even give me a chance to explain,” he said. “What exactly did you need to explain? You bought a ring for another woman, Owen. That kind of sums everything up. What did you expect me to do? Smile and pretend that it was okay? You made me look like a fool.” I felt a flash of hot anger fill me.
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