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“I opened my eyes, realizing it was a new day, the sunshine coming through my window bright. The knock came again. Yawning, I pushed out of bed and headed for the door, opening it. Honey stood on the other side looking as though she’d been crying continuously since I’d last saw her.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“He does hate me.”
She flung herself at me, hugging me as though there was no tomorrow.
I placed an arm around her and pulled her into my room, shutting the door behind us. I directed her to the bed, and sat her down, detaching myself from her tight grip. “Tell me what happened?” I said.
She wiped her eyes. “I went back to Jagger’s room, and as soon as he saw me, he went crazy, yelling at me to get out. I don’t know what to do. I have to make him see how much I love him, but he told me not to come back,” she said, her blue eyes imploring me to help her.
“How long have you known Jagger for?”
“About two months.”
“How long have you known your husband?”
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