Amy Nye

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Garbled speech through the telephone. Words I never thought I’d hear.

“We need to talk.” Four words. Twelve little letters. A world of hurt behind the feigned mask of vacant politeness. My reply was perfectly modulated. A balance between casualness and calmness. Neither of which I felt.

“Okay. What time works for you? ”

“Does tomorrow at 10 work? ” I struggled to speak. The swelling in my throat was almost unbearable. I managed to say.

“Of course” The relief in your

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