I should have forgotten my husband\u2019s bizarre toast to his ex-wife by the end of our honeymoon. Instead, it became the first clue in a question I couldn\u2019t let go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When Paul told me he wanted his ex-wife, Amanda, at our wedding, I said no.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not because I thought he\u2019d run away with her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They\u2019d divorced six years earlier, had no children together, and Paul insisted they were simply \u201ctwo adults who ended things without hating each other.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Half their old friend group still included her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe\u2019s part of my past, not my future,\u201d he promised.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul and I had met at my father\u2019s company, where I\u2019d started near the bottom after college.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou know you don\u2019t have to prove anything,\u201d Dad once told me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe I did. I\u2019d always hated wondering whether people saw me or my father\u2019s money first.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eventually, I agreed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On our wedding day, Amanda arrived in a fitted champagne-colored dress and hugged Paul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou look beautiful,\u201d she told me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
During my vows, Paul squeezed my hands. \u201cI\u2019ve never been happier,\u201d he whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then came the reception.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dad sat beside me beaming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat did you arrange with the DJ?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll see.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTrust me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then Paul stood for the first toast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I lifted my champagne.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI need to thank someone before anything else,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I thought it would be me or his parents.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Instead, he looked across the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At Amanda.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My smile disappeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul raised his glass toward her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAmanda taught me how to love. She taught me what partnership means, what forgiveness means, and, honestly, without her, I wouldn\u2019t be the man standing here today.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDid he really just say that?\u201d someone whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAt his wedding?\u201d another voice answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A few nervous laughs moved through the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amanda pressed one hand dramatically to her chest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then Paul grinned and blew her a kiss.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At our wedding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was still holding my untouched champagne flute.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He finally turned toward me. \u201cAnd now I get to take everything Amanda taught me about love and give it to you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He leaned down to kiss me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I turned my face. \u201cPaul, seriously?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His smile tightened. \u201cDon\u2019t ruin this. It was a compliment.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Across the table, my father slowly set down his glass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He hadn\u2019t said a word.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDad?\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He stood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul noticed immediately. \u201cWhere\u2019s he going?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My father walked straight past our table and toward the DJ booth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He leaned close and whispered something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The DJ\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAre you sure?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dad nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then the DJ reached beneath his console and pulled something out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Across the room, Paul saw it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His face was drained of color.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo,\u201d he said, shoving his chair back. \u201cDon\u2019t let him do that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dad took a flash drive from the DJ and plugged it into the laptop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPaul?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou just turned white.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The lights dimmed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul grabbed my wrist. \u201cTell your dad to stop.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause this is our wedding, not his show.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul looked toward Amanda.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She wasn\u2019t smiling anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And suddenly, neither was I.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The screen lit up with a picture of seven-year-old me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dad laughed. \u201cIt gets worse.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPlease tell me you skipped the missing-teeth phase.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The next photo answered me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then came graduation and my first vacation with Paul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A slideshow. That was all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul\u2019s fingers loosened around my wrist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh,\u201d he breathed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I looked at him. \u201cYou thought it was something else.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat? No.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou literally tried to stop him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI thought your dad was about to show embarrassing pictures.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve seen me dressed as a hot dog for Halloween. What exactly could be worse?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He laughed too loudly. \u201cCan we just enjoy our wedding?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I might have.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dad took the microphone. \u201cSophie has been stubborn since childhood.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My aunt called from across the table, \u201cShe got that from your side of the family.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Everyone laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe refused my help whenever she could, built her own career, and somehow convinced herself she had something to prove.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat sounds about right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul had always claimed that was one of the things he loved about me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then dad turned toward my husband. \u201cAnd Paul, if everything goes through after the honeymoon, hopefully you won\u2019t need so many late nights anymore. You\u2019ll finally have everything you\u2019ve been working so hard for.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
People applauded. Paul didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amanda stared at her plate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That was when the toast stopped bothering me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Something else started bothering me instead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Later, when we were finally alone, I asked, \u201cWhy did Dad\u2019s slideshow scare you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPaul.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI told you. I thought he was going to embarrass us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd why did Amanda look upset when he mentioned your promotion?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He exhaled. \u201cHere we go.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt means we\u2019ve been married for six hours and you\u2019re already interrogating me about my ex.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m asking about your reaction.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo. You\u2019re jealous because I thanked Amanda.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou blew her a kiss.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAt our wedding.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou knew Amanda would be here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI agreed to a guest, Paul. Not a tribute.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He rubbed his forehead. \u201cDo you hear yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI married you today, Sophie. I stood in front of everyone we know and chose you. What else am I supposed to prove?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat I\u2019m actually the woman you wanted there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCan we not start our marriage like this?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That sentence worked exactly as intended.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stopped talking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But I didn\u2019t stop thinking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We returned from our honeymoon nine days later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Three nights after that, Paul texted me at 7:12 p.m.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul: Running late. Budget review. Don\u2019t wait for dinner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Normally, I would\u2019ve believed him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Instead, I called a coworker. \u201cHey, is everyone still trapped in the budget meeting?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat budget meeting?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I froze. \u201cThe one Paul\u2019s in.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPaul? His department left hours ago.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stared at his text. \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah. I saw him leave around five.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When Paul came home after ten, he kissed my forehead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBrutal night.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou have no idea.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Apparently, neither did I.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The following week:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Me: Another late meeting?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul: Unfortunately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I checked. There wasn\u2019t one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Three days later:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul: Don\u2019t wait up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Me: Another meeting?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul: Yeah.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another lie. And those late nights had been happening for months.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But every explanation I came up with was nothing compared to the truth I would eventually uncover.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The next time Paul texted, Running late, I followed him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He parked outside a caf\u00e9 twenty minutes from work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis is ridiculous,\u201d I muttered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then Amanda walked through the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I followed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They were already talking in a back booth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amanda leaned toward him. \u201cHow much longer?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou said after the wedding.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI know what I said.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou have the promotion now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAlmost. HR still has to finalize it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amanda leaned closer. \u201cThen you\u2019ll finally have the salary, the title \u2013 everything you said would be different this time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019ve given you years, Paul.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then she said the sentence that changed the entire question.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNow you\u2019ll finally have enough. How much longer am I supposed to wait?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I thought I\u2019d just found the answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What I uncovered next made this conversation look almost innocent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I left before they saw me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The next morning, I called Claire, a mutual friend of mine and Paul\u2019s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPaul\u2019s giving Amanda money.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOr something. She said she\u2019s been waiting for years.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I told her about the caf\u00e9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cClaire?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She sighed. \u201cI knew this would come back eventually.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAmanda thought Paul had no ambition. She wanted a life he couldn\u2019t afford. Money and his career were what they fought about most.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDid he stop loving her?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Claire hesitated. \u201cI don\u2019t think Paul ever got over being the man she didn\u2019t think was good enough.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo what changed when he met me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know. You tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow serious?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFlowers. Expensive dates. Then marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After we hung up, I opened our old photos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCome on, Paul. What changed?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then I found a charity event.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We\u2019d barely been dating.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the photo, Paul stood behind me while I talked to two managers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And suddenly I remembered the conversation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One manager laughed. \u201cYour dad will kill us if we keep you working this late.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet him try,\u201d I\u2019d joked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou can say that. He owns the place.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul had been standing close enough to hear every word.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That\u2019s when my plan for revenge clicked into place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I called Claire back. \u201cI found it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFound what?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe night everything changed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPaul heard someone say my father owned the company.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Claire went quiet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe next morning, he took me to the nicest restaurant we\u2019d ever been to.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThree weeks later, he mentioned marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhen did Amanda start pushing him about money?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYears before the divorce.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo I wasn\u2019t a coincidence.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat I was his shortcut.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCan you prove it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd what are you going to do?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I looked at Paul\u2019s photo on my screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGive him a surprise that\u2019ll make him wish he\u2019d never started this game with me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That evening, Paul poured himself a drink. \u201cWant one?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou okay?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI talked to Dad today.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAbout what?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour promotion.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His smile appeared instantly. \u201cFinally. Did HR give you the package?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo. I asked Dad not to approve the promotion.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The smile vanished. \u201cYou what?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI told him we should build our life ourselves.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He laughed once. \u201cThat\u2019s not funny.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m not joking.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSophie, that position nearly doubles my salary.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd the bonus?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGone with it, I assume.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He put down his glass. \u201cCall him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCall him and tell him you made a mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause we\u2019re married! These decisions affect both of us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I almost admired the irony. \u201cSo you\u2019d only be happy in our marriage if my father doubles your salary?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat about Amanda?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His face changed. Only for a second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But it was enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat about her?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He grabbed his phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From there, Paul would set his own downfall in motion without any help from me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ten minutes later, from the hallway, I heard him whispering. \u201cNo, listen to me. Something happened.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAmanda, stop. I said I\u2019ll fix it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I walked back downstairs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul froze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDone fixing it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou called Amanda ten minutes after losing the promotion.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSophie\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul spun around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The call ended.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then I asked the only question that mattered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWas I ever your wife, or was I your business plan?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSophie\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not like that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen explain it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He sat down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou weren\u2019t giving Amanda money.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe was waiting for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul looked down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe stayed in touch after the divorce.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFor six years?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut you never really let her go.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd then you found out who my father was.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSophie, it wasn\u2019t that simple.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt sounds pretty simple.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But that wasn\u2019t the part that broke me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou were going to leave me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul looked down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAfter the promotion was finalized.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stared at him. \u201cYou already had a plan?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That was when I understood what she\u2019d meant in the caf\u00e9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Our wedding hadn\u2019t been the beginning of my marriage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To them, it had been the final step before its end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEnough.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDid she know you planned to marry me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019re disgusting,\u201d I spat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI did love you,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDid?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI mean \u2013 I love you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou married me to get promoted.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat is the wrong answer. Why?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paul rubbed his face. \u201cI thought marrying you would get me closer to your father. The promotion would prove I could finally give Amanda the life she wanted.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That silence was the first completely honest thing he\u2019d given me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPlease,\u201d Paul said. \u201cI know how this looks, but I do love you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For years, that was exactly what I\u2019d been afraid of \u2013 never knowing whether someone wanted me or what came with my name.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But looking at Paul, I finally understood something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI spent half my life trying to prove I was worth loving without my father\u2019s money,\u201d I said. \u201cI\u2019m done proving anything.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou wanted the life that came with me more than you wanted me. So you can leave without either.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The next morning, I told Dad everything. \u201cWhat do you want me to do?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDon\u2019t approve the promotion.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd Dad?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m leaving him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He took my hand. \u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And Amanda?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That was almost funny.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A few days later, Claire called. \u201cPaul went to Amanda.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I almost laughed. \u201cSeriously?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe told him, \u2018Without Sophie, you don\u2019t have the promotion, the money, or the life you promised me. You\u2019re exactly where you were six years ago.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then she walked away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So Paul lost the wife he\u2019d used to reach the woman he wanted \u2013 and then lost her when the money he\u2019d promised disappeared with me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For years, I\u2019d hidden my father\u2019s money and worked twice as hard, afraid people would see it before they saw me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don\u2019t anymore. I work hard because I\u2019m proud of what I\u2019ve built, not because I need to prove I deserve it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My family\u2019s money had never been the problem. Paul was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And ironically, his wedding toast had been the most truthful thing he ever said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amanda really had taught him how to love. He just never learned how to love me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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