Chapter Four

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Three months after my love you slip, I had moved into Emily's "Sweet Sanctuary" her words, not mine.

A house; surprisingly.

On twenty acres; nothing about her told me she loves this lifestyle.

She had told me "I designed it, the builders didn't understand and almost destroyed her savings for their plans."

The sweet little breakfast prepper was an outdoorsy woman. How hadn't I seen it? who knows.

Maybe it helped that she never told me. How can you not tell someone you love the outdoors, you own your own home and let it almost destroy you?

Her house was peaceful, almost felt like I could go insane with my own heartbeat.

The drive to work was longer, almost felt never ending. 

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