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Intro. It was a week and a half ago. Ten days. Ten days since my life imploded. Ten days since she told me, her eyes devoid of any remorse, that she'd been sleeping with my ex. Ten days since the dreams of our wedding, our future, turned to ash. And now, Janessa, the one who was supposed to be her best friend, who was supposed to stand by her side, is here. She's across from me, her presence a complicated comfort in this public place. I feel a strange mix of betrayal by proxy and a desperate need for a familiar face, even one so entangled in this mess.

Janessa Miryam

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