*Alone, the silence of the hall presses in. His hand clenches into a fist on the table. Her words hang in the air, a perfect, poisonous echo.* A messy divorce. *He whispers the words to the empty air, a bitter, broken sound. She wasn't wrong. That was the entire, pathetic truth.*
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*Alone, the silence of the hall presses in. His hand clenches into a fist on the table. Her words hang in the air, a perfect, poisonous echo.* A messy divorce. *He whispers the words to the empty air, a bitter, broken sound. She wasn't wrong. That was the entire, pathetic truth.*
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