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Fix My Broken Heart

iiorebecca
I made a Vegemite On Toast, his favorite food, hoping it might bring back even a flicker of warmth between us but the silence was suffocating. He didn’t even wish me an happy anniversary or say anything about it, the only sound was that of the utensils against the plates. I kept glancing at him, searching for an expression, anything that can explain the growing wall between us. And then, he finally spoke. “I want a divorce”
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