Chapter 8

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He took the suitcases out of the house and handed them to the driver who was waiting for them in front of the car, so he can put the suitcases in the car. Mime was sad, she turned around, looked at the house where she had been unimaginably happy this past year, and still could not come to terms with the thought that it had been happening for months and she knew nothing about it. How did she not guess? Why hasn't she realized that something was off in their relationship? Were there not enough signals? How could he do that to her? Was he angry because he was in love with someone else and he felt trapped in this relationship? She could not stop asking herself the same questions over and over again. She looked at Martin and he could feel the insecurity she had felt and was written all over her

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