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Chapter Seven
Chapter Seven SARAH AWOKE EARLY, as she always did, and reached out for Enrique’s body. He was gone. She knew he’d slept some of the night with her. She had fallen asleep in his arms. Her body ached in places that had never ached before, and her hand floated down to her lower belly, hoping that their first love making hadn’t made anything else that would not be welcomed by him. Shaking off the unwelcome thoughts, she showered, dressed, and made her way down to Amalia. The rest of the day flowed on like most others, except that she received a note at 6 pm accompanying the empty plate that should have contained her dinner. ‘Have dinner with me tonight. See you at 8 pm.’ A note from Enrique instead of chicken and vegetables. How good was that? And in real Enrique style, it wasn’t
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