“Let’s just part ways amicably, with some dignity,” I said, hanging up before he could reply.
I blocked his number. I then saw dozens of WhatsApp messages.
Early morning messages about the wedding, then frantic messages asking my whereabouts. He’d sent more messages today than
1/2
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in the past month.
I skimmed them and blocked him there, too. Pulling the covers over my head, I fell back asleep.
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