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Day 2090 - Jordan

Something felt off the second I turned the key in the door. I pushed it open and looked around, but everything looked the same as I’d left it. I was probably overreacting, but those days I never knew what I’d find when I got home.

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Day 2915 - Dana

I dabbed on a little more make-up, hoping it would hide the purple bruise under my eye. It would have to do for now. Worst case, someone would notice, and I’d simply tell them I fell—again. Kyle was a

 
 
 
Day 2090 - Dana

“Baby, we talked about this. You promised you’d try today.” Jordan’s voice was soothing, but it infuriated me. He should have been angry with me, not sympathetic and supportive. It was the fourth day

 
 
 
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