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…hort, he was trying to take everything. All our investments, the house, our savings — even our dog. The dog I had wanted since I was fourteen, the dog whose name I had picked out before I ever met my husband. The dog who he admitted he’d bought for me. Cue the return of anxiety and crying.
Diana Pearce
Klara Jane Holloway
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WTF? I sure hope you got the dog!
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