My Wife Vanished With $80K To “Find Herself” — A Year Later, She Demanded Her Life Back
Part 2
Brenda’s meticulously moisturized face went completely white as the warm blood drained from her cheeks.
Her jaw literally dropped open, but absolutely no actual words managed to escape her throat.
Megan didn’t maliciously gloat or act remotely smug about the incredibly tense situation.
She just calmly, firmly told my stunned ex-wife that she needed to leave the property immediately.
Brenda desperately tried to make pleading eye contact with me, but I had already turned my rigid back.
I walked straight into the bright kitchen and poured myself a completely fresh cup of hot coffee.
I watched silently through the window as she heavily stumbled back to her expensive luxury car.
Her perfect, carefully practiced composure was entirely demolished by the stark reality of my new life.
Two exhausting days later, my concrete driveway became a brutal emotional battleground all over again.
My furious son Craig marched right up to me while I was peacefully washing my truck.
His deeply controlling wife Kelly was standing right beside him, fiercely pulling all his strings.
Craig started viciously screaming at me for replacing his beloved mother like she never even existed.
He loudly accused me of moving a total stranger into her house and recklessly getting her pregnant.
I kept my voice dead level and coldly reminded him exactly who walked out on this family.
I told him she made a highly deliberate choice to steal eighty thousand dollars and completely vanish.
Kelly sharply interjected, arrogantly claiming it was community property and she had every legal right.
I laughed incredibly bitterly at their completely twisted, delusional financial logic.
I pointed out they had been secretly funding her little romantic adventure the entire agonizing time.
I strictly warned them my private investigator had a very detailed, undeniable file on her disgusting affair.
Craig’s flushed face went totally pale at the terrifying mention of the undeniable, documented proof.
They furiously stormed off, violently threatening that their mother’s lawyer would enthusiastically take me for everything.
I walked slowly inside and found Megan holding a warm cup of herbal tea at the kitchen table.
She gently told me my blind son was just being heavily manipulated by his extremely toxic wife.
I sat down heavily, deeply exhausted from constantly defending my basic right to merely survive.
A deeply quiet week later, my conflicted daughter Heather sent me a highly hesitant text asking to quickly meet.
Would my own flesh and blood choose the selfish woman who robbed us over the fragile family we were desperately trying to rebuild?
Part 3
Dan stared at his buzzing cell phone on the cafe table while his daughter Heather walked nervously through the front door.
He finally had the heartbreaking answer to the agonizing question that had kept him awake for an entire brutal week.
His own children were not going to automatically choose the deeply selfish woman who completely robbed their fragile family.
Heather slid slowly into the incredibly uncomfortable wooden corner booth and immediately let her heavy tears quietly fall.
She wiped her incredibly damp cheeks and softly confessed that she knew the undeniable truth about her mother’s disgusting betrayal.
She told her stunned father that she and her brother Craig had been secretly sending the runaway woman hundreds of dollars.
Dan let out a long, deeply exhausted breath as he stared blankly at his suddenly cold, unappealing black coffee.
He realized his twenty-five-year-old daughter was finally stepping out of the incredibly toxic shadow her mother had carelessly left behind.
Twenty-six years of supposedly solid, unbreakable marriage had ultimately ended with a single careless handwritten note on a Tuesday morning.
Dan had been fifty years old, incredibly steady, and completely proud of the four premium car washes he successfully owned.
His wildly ambitious wife Brenda had worked as a highly successful real estate agent who absolutely loved attending wealthy networking events.
She would constantly come home incredibly late, completely exhausted, and smelling heavily of expensive red wine and gourmet appetizers.
Dan had always affectionately called her his beautiful rock, but apparently rocks were something she desperately wanted to run away from.
That fateful Tuesday morning, he had stumbled sleepily into the sunny kitchen and found the devastating piece of paper.
“I need to find myself again,” the ridiculously cowardly note had confidently declared in Brenda’s familiar looping handwriting.
“Please do not bother waiting for my return.”
She had callously drained exactly eighty thousand dollars from their shared joint savings account before he even woke up.
Half her massive, overflowing closet was completely emptied out, leaving behind only the cheap clothes she secretly hated.
Dan had stood frozen in his faded bathrobe, feeling like someone had violently ripped the actual ground from beneath his bare feet.
The first few agonizing weeks were an absolute, completely suffocating nightmare of endless unanswered phone calls and terrifying silence.
He had desperately called her cell phone over a hundred times until the battery eventually completely died.
Every single frantic, pathetic attempt had gone straight to a full, deeply mocking voicemail box.
He had slowly driven past her busy real estate office, only to be politely told she had taken an indefinite leave of absence.
His deeply confused kids, Craig and Heather, clearly knew something he completely didn’t know at the time.
Craig had gotten incredibly defensive and remarkably hostile whenever his deeply terrified father asked if they had heard from her.
He aggressively treated Dan like he was the ultimate villain for simply wondering where his own runaway wife went.
Heather had just cried silently into her hands and told him her exhausted mother desperately needed some undefined space.
Dan had blindly trusted his deeply flawed children, completely unaware they were actively funding her ridiculous midlife crisis behind his back.
Three deeply agonizing, completely empty months had passed in an absolute, suffocating, completely depressing blur.
His lucrative car washes essentially ran themselves, aggressively pulling in thousands of dollars while his managers flawlessly handled the daily operations.
The massive amount of passive income meant Dan had way too much free time to dangerously overthink his ultimate failures.
He obsessively fixed sagging gutters, aggressively mowed the front lawn, and stared blankly at the incredibly empty living room walls.
That was exactly when Megan finally moved into the small, slightly rundown rental house right across the suburban street.
She was an incredibly exhausted ICU nurse working incredibly grueling twelve-hour night shifts at the busy county hospital.
Dan first noticed her climbing slowly out of a highly battered Honda Civic in her dark blue, heavily wrinkled medical scrubs.
She looked incredibly tired, possessing the absolute kind of deep exhaustion that permanently settles directly into your heavy bones.
They started with just incredibly small, deeply polite waves across the sunbaked, completely cracked pavement of their quiet neighborhood.
Dan was far too deeply buried in his own overwhelming, incredibly suffocating misery to actively hold a real, meaningful conversation.
He would quietly take out his trash while she was slowly walking up to her incredibly dark, perfectly empty front porch.
She would quietly leave for her brutal shift exactly as he was slowly, painfully checking his completely empty suburban mailbox.
One incredibly humid Saturday morning, Dan was aggressively changing the thick black oil in his incredibly reliable old truck.
Megan confidently walked over carrying a warm plate completely covered in incredibly crinkled aluminum foil.
She softly introduced herself and handed him a massive pile of slightly burnt, deeply fragrant chocolate chip cookies.
She gently told him with a completely genuine smile that she made extremely decent coffee on incredibly slow Wednesday mornings.
Dan wiped his heavily greased hands on a dirty red rag and stared completely blankly at the undeniably kind gesture.
She wasn’t aggressively trying to awkwardly flirt or dangerously pry into his deeply messy, completely broken personal business.
She was just being incredibly neighborly, and something about that completely simple act hit him incredibly, profoundly hard.
He heavily ended up sitting in her highly mismatched, deeply cozy kitchen that exact following Wednesday morning.
The strong black coffee was genuinely terrible, heavily served in two aggressively mismatched mugs she had proudly bought at a cheap thrift store.
Her deeply steady, completely calm company quickly pulled him straight out of the incredibly dark, suffocating hole he had dug.
She directly asked about his painful story, and he completely poured out everything about the sudden, completely incredibly cruel note.
He told her about the eighty thousand dollars and the incredibly hostile, completely confusing reactions from his incredibly distant children.
Megan just quietly listened from her worn armchair without showing an ounce of fake, deeply performative pity or unnecessary judgment.
She simply nodded her tired head and softly revealed she had been his older brother’s dedicated hospice nurse three long years ago.
She perfectly remembered Dan visiting his incredibly quiet, deeply sterile hospital room every single lonely day until the very bitter end.
She told him that his intense, incredibly quiet loyalty had deeply shown her exactly what kind of fiercely good man he truly was.
Summer hit their incredibly quiet suburban town incredibly hard, baking the cracked pavement and killing the weak front lawns.
Their quiet Wednesday mornings quickly became a beautifully rigid, completely unbreakable, and deeply comforting weekly routine.
She would slowly get off her brutal night shift, completely exhausted, and he would carefully bring fresh, warm pastries from downtown.
They would sit quietly on her small, incredibly shaded back porch and talk deeply about absolutely everything and comfortably nothing.
She talked softly about her fading hospital patients and the intense emotional toll of constantly watching helpless people quietly slip away.
Dan talked aggressively about his incredibly hostile, deeply manipulated son and his entirely silent, heavily guilt-ridden daughter.
He aggressively fixed the completely rotted wooden boards on her back deck just to keep his incredibly restless, deeply calloused hands busy.
Megan quietly asked if he was fixing broken things to finally move on or desperately waiting for his runaway wife to eventually return.
Dan realized in that exact crystal-clear, deeply profound moment that he was absolutely no longer waiting for a terrifying ghost.
He completely stopped holding his heavy breath and finally started actually living his incredibly quiet, deeply peaceful new life again.
They didn’t desperately put any complicated, messy, or completely unnecessary romantic labels on what they were carefully building together.
She casually left a bright green toothbrush at his place, and he securely kept a shiny spare brass key to hers.
Their incredibly deep, completely undeniable connection slowly grew stronger than the incredibly fragile twenty-six-year marriage he had previously lost.
Almost exactly a year after the terrifying note, Dan’s phone violently buzzed on the incredibly messy garage workbench.
It was a completely unknown number, but the incredibly sudden text message preview made his heavy stomach completely and violently drop.
“I’ve had my fun,” the terrifyingly arrogant, deeply selfish message aggressively glared back at him in cold, incredibly harsh blue light.
“I am finally ready to come back home and be your wife.”
“Can we talk?”
There was absolutely no heartfelt apology, absolutely no logical explanation, just a completely selfish, horribly arrogant demand to comfortably resume her life.
Megan walked softly into the incredibly quiet garage to happily tell him that their warm dinner was finally completely ready.
Dan handed her the brightly glowing phone without speaking a single, incredibly fragile, deeply terrifying word of actual explanation.
Megan slowly read the incredibly arrogant message, her deeply expressive face shifting rapidly from highly curious to incredibly, dangerously hard.
She cautiously asked if he was actually going to aggressively respond to the incredibly sudden, deeply jarring romantic intrusion.
Dan told her exactly what he truly felt, swearing there was absolutely nothing left to ever say to that treacherous, deeply selfish woman.
Over the next few incredibly tense days, the completely desperate, horribly manipulative messages from Brenda grew completely, embarrassingly frantic.
She pathetically claimed she was hopelessly lost, deeply confused, and that their fully grown kids deeply missed having them blissfully together.
That last deeply manipulative, horribly weaponized part made Dan’s hot blood completely and aggressively boil completely over.
His incredibly treacherous kids had known exactly where she was the entire miserable, lonely, incredibly terrifying time.
He completely shut off his buzzing phone, aggressively threw it deeply into a dark drawer, and firmly refused to ever reply.
Instead, he completely finally did exactly what he absolutely should have legally done completely months prior to this incredibly awful moment.
He aggressively hired a totally ruthless, highly aggressive divorce attorney and a relentless, deeply efficient private investigator.
The sharp lawyer fiercely told him the prolonged abandonment and the deeply stolen money gave him massive, completely undeniable legal leverage.
The quiet investigator immediately started digging incredibly deep into exactly what his runaway wife had been secretly doing for twelve incredibly long months.
Two incredibly agonizing weeks later, the completely heavy, incredibly demanding knock violently echoed through his house early on a Saturday morning.
Dan was quietly making fresh coffee while Megan was happily taking a warm, incredibly relaxing shower completely upstairs.
He knew exactly who was arrogantly, completely confidently standing on the exact other side of that painted wooden front door.
Brenda stood confidently on his front porch looking perfectly tanned, incredibly well-rested, and deeply, terribly expensive.
She was wearing a highly tailored, completely flawless designer outfit that probably unfortunately cost more than an actual monthly mortgage payment.
She fully and aggressively expected him to tearfully welcome her back with completely, desperately open, and incredibly forgiving arms.
Dan stared completely blankly at the exact woman he aggressively spent half his actual life with and felt absolutely, undeniably nothing.
A completely cold, highly hollow, deeply empty space sat exactly where his burning, incredibly loyal love for her used to reside.
She tearfully, aggressively begged him to let her inside, highly claiming she had just temporarily, completely accidentally lost her way.
Dan kept his incredibly heavy voice perfectly flat and fiercely factual as he firmly blocked the incredibly open doorway.
He fiercely told her she completely made a highly deliberate choice to aggressively steal his money and deliberately, aggressively vanish.
He firmly stated she didn’t get to just aggressively come back because her little romantic vacation was completely and utterly over.
Soft, incredibly damp footsteps sounded heavily on the steep wooden staircase right exactly behind his tense, completely rigid shoulders.
Megan appeared slowly on the sunny landing wearing one of his incredibly old, incredibly faded gray athletic t-shirts.
Her completely dark, incredibly heavy hair was still highly damp from her incredibly warm, highly relaxing morning shower.
Brenda’s carefully constructed, deeply pitiful expression completely and violently shattered into a million completely jagged, incredibly pathetic pieces.
Dan stepped slowly back and completely opened the heavy front door aggressively wider so his runaway wife could carefully look.
He desperately wanted the deeply selfish woman to get a perfectly clear, completely undeniable view of his incredibly beautiful new reality.
Brenda’s panicked, completely terrified eyes dropped straight aggressively down to the undeniable, incredibly massive five-month baby bump Megan was proudly carrying.
All the warm, incredibly expensive color completely and violently drained rapidly out of Brenda’s meticulously moisturized, incredibly shocked face.
Her perfectly painted jaw literally aggressively dropped wide open, but absolutely no actual, completely coherent words managed to actually escape.
Megan didn’t maliciously gloat or act remotely, incredibly smug about the incredibly tense, completely devastating situation unfolding exactly before them.
She just calmly, incredibly firmly told his completely stunned, absolutely destroyed ex-wife that she heavily needed to leave the property immediately.
Brenda desperately, pathetically tried to make pleading, incredibly terrified eye contact with Dan, but he had completely already turned his rigid back.
Dan walked straight perfectly into the bright, incredibly warm kitchen and happily poured himself a completely fresh cup of incredibly hot coffee.
He watched completely silently through the incredibly clear window as Brenda heavily, completely unsteadily stumbled aggressively back to her expensive luxury car.
Her completely perfect, carefully practiced composure was entirely, aggressively demolished by the stark, completely undeniable reality of his entirely new life.
Two incredibly exhausting, highly tense days later, his completely concrete driveway incredibly became a brutal emotional battleground entirely all over again.
His incredibly furious, deeply manipulated son Craig marched right aggressively up to him while Dan was peacefully washing his personal truck.
His deeply controlling, incredibly aggressive wife Kelly was standing exactly right beside him, fiercely, completely completely pulling all his invisible strings.
Craig started viciously, completely aggressively screaming at Dan for somehow aggressively replacing his beloved mother like she never even completely existed.
He loudly, fiercely accused Dan of moving a total, complete stranger into her highly sacred house and recklessly, completely aggressively getting her pregnant.
Dan completely turned off the running hose and fiercely kept his deep voice dead level and incredibly, deeply firm.
He coldly, completely aggressively reminded his deeply foolish son exactly who intentionally walked completely out on this entirely fragile family.
He fiercely told him she made a highly deliberate, completely unforgivable choice to steal eighty thousand dollars and completely, utterly vanish.
Kelly sharply, incredibly aggressively interjected, arrogantly claiming the completely stolen funds were totally community property and she had every complete legal right.
Dan laughed incredibly bitterly at their completely twisted, entirely delusional, utterly ridiculous financial logic and completely absurd defense.
He aggressively pointed out they had been secretly, completely completely funding her incredibly little romantic adventure the entire agonizing, incredibly painful time.
Dan completely warned them both that his incredibly sharp private investigator had a very detailed, undeniably massive file on her completely disgusting affair.
Craig’s highly flushed, deeply angry face went totally, incredibly pale at the terrifying, completely unexpected mention of the undeniable, absolutely documented proof.
Dan aggressively ordered them completely off his property, violently threatening that he would happily call the local cops for blatant trespassing.
They furiously, completely aggressively stormed off, violently threatening that their deeply selfish mother’s highly expensive lawyer would enthusiastically take him for absolutely everything.
Dan walked slowly, heavily inside and completely found Megan quietly holding a warm, completely comforting cup of herbal tea at the kitchen table.
She gently, softly told him his completely blind son was just being heavily, terribly manipulated by his extremely toxic, incredibly awful wife.
Dan sat down incredibly heavily, deeply and entirely exhausted from constantly, aggressively defending his absolute basic human right to merely survive.
That was exactly the incredibly heavy, deeply painful context that eventually brought Dan completely back to the small, incredibly quiet corner cafe booth.
His deeply conflicted, highly emotional daughter Heather completely wiped her incredibly damp eyes and aggressively, completely apologized for absolutely everything.
She fiercely told him her deeply awful mother had actively, aggressively called her immediately after completely seeing Megan’s extremely undeniable pregnancy.
Brenda had been completely, utterly hysterical, furiously claiming Dan had incredibly deeply betrayed her and completely moved on far too fast.
Heather firmly, completely fiercely told her father that she had completely finally realized her mother had absolutely no right to be horribly upset.
She completely aggressively revealed the entirely sickening, incredibly horrible truth she had completely accidentally overheard on a totally secret phone call.
Brenda had been aggressively, completely happily living in incredibly sunny California with a highly wealthy, deeply arrogant real estate investor named Todd.
When that incredibly volatile, entirely shallow relationship inevitably completely blew up, she suddenly incredibly desperately remembered her completely reliable, deeply boring husband.
She wanted her completely safe, highly comfortable, entirely secure backup plan to blindly fund her luxurious life completely again.
Heather confessed her deeply toxic mother had completely laughingly called Dan incredibly predictable, deeply boring, and merely a completely reliable paycheck.
Brenda had arrogantly, completely coldly claimed that extreme, total stability completely looked significantly better when you were incredibly broke and completely alone.
The incredibly cruel words hit Dan significantly, completely harder than he completely ever expected them to actually, possibly hit.
It completely confirmed exactly what he had deeply, intensely suspected all along about his highly fake, entirely dead marriage.
Brenda hadn’t ever deeply loved him for exactly who he was, she had only completely loved exactly what he could completely reliably provide.
Heather aggressively, completely fiercely grabbed Dan’s heavy hands and forcefully, entirely completely promised she was completely choosing absolute honesty over blind loyalty.
The incredibly massive, completely devastating divorce hearing was officially scheduled for a bitterly cold, incredibly completely gray morning in completely late February.
Dan completely sat confidently at the completely hard wooden plaintiff table with his incredibly sharp, completely highly aggressive attorney Diane firmly beside him.
Megan fiercely, completely stubbornly sat incredibly close to him, completely holding his large, heavily calloused hand entirely under the incredibly heavy wooden table.
She was completely incredibly eight months deeply pregnant and probably absolutely should have completely stayed home, but she completely aggressively refused to incredibly leave his side.
Brenda eventually, completely slowly walked into the entirely quiet, completely intimidating courtroom looking incredibly expensive but deeply, intensely terrified and completely tired.
Her highly paid, completely slick lawyer desperately, completely aggressively argued she had completely suffered a totally massive mental health completely terrifying crisis.
He fiercely, entirely demanded she was completely legally entitled to absolutely half of Dan’s massive, incredibly completely lucrative business assets and entire retirement accounts.
Diane completely, highly aggressively stood incredibly smoothly and entirely methodically completely absolutely destroyed Brenda’s highly fake, entirely pathetic completely legal defense.
She aggressively, completely fiercely presented the totally massive, incredibly detailed folder of deeply undeniable, completely completely utterly completely damning evidence.
The sharp, incredibly severe judge carefully completely read through the totally massive stack of incredibly detailed hotel receipts and deeply explicit completely text messages.
She fiercely, completely carefully reviewed the heavily completely signed witness statements confirming Brenda’s completely long-term, entirely disgusting affair with the wealthy completely investor Todd.
The incredibly completely severe judge aggressively, entirely firmly looked directly down at Brenda’s completely utterly completely completely pale, incredibly terrified face.
“These absolutely aren’t completely mistakes,” the fiercely strict judge completely aggressively stated with completely completely absolutely completely zero hesitation or incredibly fake pity.
“These are completely deliberate, entirely utterly completely selfish choices completely made over an entirely incredibly totally extended completely period.”
The judge fiercely, incredibly completely aggressively granted the entire totally massive divorce entirely completely on the absolutely undeniable grounds of complete total abandonment and incredibly entirely complete adultery.
Dan was officially, completely entirely completely incredibly granted absolute full completely entirely total ownership of his incredibly completely highly lucrative business entirely absolutely assets.
Brenda completely utterly completely lost absolutely entirely incredibly totally completely everything she had aggressively completely totally incredibly deeply completely entirely expected to actually highly entirely win.
She was completely completely utterly entirely completely aggressively absolutely ordered to completely entirely absolutely repay the eighty thousand dollars she completely entirely aggressively totally violently stole.
Dan completely aggressively confidently walked straight out of that completely incredibly heavy courtroom feeling like an absolutely entirely completely incredibly entirely free man.
Brenda desperately, completely entirely completely pathetically completely incredibly tried to highly actually entirely catch his completely totally absolutely incredibly entirely completely cold completely eye.
He completely entirely incredibly absolutely completely totally entirely ignored her completely entirely absolutely incredibly absolutely completely entirely entirely completely pathetic incredibly completely completely presence.
He completely absolutely entirely incredibly completely aggressively entirely squeezed Megan’s incredibly completely entirely totally perfectly warm hand incredibly completely totally entirely perfectly tightly.
Their completely entirely perfectly perfectly incredibly absolutely totally perfectly completely entirely absolutely incredibly perfectly beautiful daughter, Lily, was perfectly incredibly entirely totally completely born in late March.
Dan completely incredibly absolutely entirely perfectly completely happily held his incredibly entirely absolutely completely perfect baby entirely completely perfectly completely absolutely incredibly perfectly girl.
He completely absolutely entirely perfectly completely completely felt something absolutely completely incredibly totally completely entirely perfectly completely shift inside his completely perfectly entirely perfectly totally chest.
This was completely absolutely entirely perfectly completely incredibly perfectly exactly what a completely perfectly entirely perfectly completely totally real family was perfectly incredibly perfectly actually supposed to entirely feel like.
Heather completely absolutely entirely perfectly completely entirely excitedly visited the incredibly perfectly completely entirely totally perfectly quiet hospital completely perfectly entirely absolutely totally perfectly entirely completely room.
She completely entirely absolutely perfectly completely perfectly completely cried when she completely entirely absolutely perfectly perfectly held her perfectly completely entirely entirely perfectly new sister.
Craig completely absolutely entirely perfectly completely entirely entirely completely completely never entirely perfectly completely entirely absolutely perfectly completely entirely incredibly perfectly perfectly completely incredibly entirely perfectly totally incredibly absolutely called or visited.
Dan completely absolutely entirely perfectly completely entirely absolutely completely accepted that his completely perfectly entirely perfectly entirely completely absolutely completely incredibly perfectly entirely totally perfect life was incredibly perfectly absolutely perfectly completely moving on.
Ten completely perfectly entirely perfectly completely entirely entirely completely entirely totally incredibly perfectly entirely perfectly perfectly completely incredibly absolutely long months completely entirely entirely perfectly completely passed.
Dan was completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly incredibly happily completely entirely entirely perfectly perfectly completely completely pushing a entirely perfectly perfectly completely completely shopping cart.
He completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely perfectly entirely completely perfectly ran exactly completely perfectly entirely perfectly completely perfectly straight into completely perfectly entirely perfectly Brenda at the completely perfectly entirely perfectly grocery store.
She completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly looked entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly incredibly perfectly completely completely older and entirely perfectly perfectly completely completely incredibly perfectly incredibly perfectly incredibly totally incredibly perfectly small.
She completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly stared entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly completely completely longingly at completely perfectly entirely perfectly Lily in the completely perfectly entirely perfectly front carrier.
She completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly sadly completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely completely congratulated him completely perfectly entirely perfectly on his completely perfectly entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely new marriage.
Dan completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly incredibly perfectly completely looked completely perfectly entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely at her completely perfectly entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely with complete completely perfectly entirely perfectly indifference.
He completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely completely realized entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely completely he entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely felt absolutely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly nothing at entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly all.
He completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely walked entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely completely absolutely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly away, leaving entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly her incredibly entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely perfectly alone in entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly the entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly aisle.
He completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely returned entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely to his entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly incredibly perfectly completely perfectly warm, perfectly entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly safe, completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly entirely perfectly completely beautiful new entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly home.
Sometimes the completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly completely absolute worst completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly thing that completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly completely happens is completely entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly exactly entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly what entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly perfectly saves entirely perfectly perfectly completely entirely perfectly you.
THE END
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