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And she’d already lost so much…

Like our future together.

“…I can’t tell you that,” I said quietly.

She just nodded angrily, like, FIGURES.

Then she looked away as more tears spilled down her cheeks. “You need to go.”

“Rachel… please…”

Her eyes snapped over to mine and she hissed with rage, “I said you need to GO. NOW.”

“Rachel, it’s been three and a half years – ”

“That’s right – three and a half years I thought you were DEAD or you LEFT me!”

“There was nothing I could do!” I shouted.

“Well, there’s nothing I can do now.”

“Rachel, we have to talk – ”

“No, we don’t.”

“Who are you marrying?”

She glared at me. “No one you know. I met him after you left.”

“Rachel, please – ”

“While you were gone, I moved on. You should, too,” she said, then backed away and slammed the door in my face.

I stood there in complete shock.

I thought about pounding on her door – about screaming for her –

But I remembered the diamond ring on her finger.

While you were gone, I moved on. You should, too.

I eventually turned away from her house…

Walked down the drive…

And left, never to return.

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Idon’t remember much of what happened after I left Rachel’s house.

I know I stumbled along in a daze until I found a pub.

I know I paid for a bottle of Grey Goose and took shot after shot at the bar –

And then everything went a little fuzzy.

At one point, I was on a bridge overlooking the Thames.

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