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It had started 4 months ago, at least that was the one she knew of. It was mere chance she found out about it, a whiff of perfume on his shirt, perfume that wasn’t hers. The evidence hadn’t been strong enough, so, she had dismissed it as paranoia on her part, nothing more. As days went by, the conviction that something was wrong grew stronger and stronger. Telltale signs like disappearing clothes, late night meetings and frequent absences became a part of the routine. She refused to acknowledge them at first, feeble excuses were always accepted and they kissed and made up every time. Yet, besotted as she was, she couldn’t ignore everything forever. She had to break out of the bubble she had been living in the past few months, out of the hold he had on her.
Her departure had been unceremonious; no symbolic destruction of his things, no emotional speeches, no tears she had just packed and left. Now safely on her way to better things, she wondered about her lack of rage. That’s when the gravity of the situation hit her, with such a force that she marveled she wasn’t dead yet. No, she was going to live, she knew it, but that didn’t lessen the hurt. Hand in hand with the pain came anger, anger at his betrayal and her foolishness.
“Never again,” she vowed, “Never again.”