Notes and Exes
Alex and I have lunch together, and anytime we spend time alone, I realize how lucky I am. We have things to talk about outside work and Kayla. We laugh together, and there is intimacy without s*x. I love him, and he loves me; there is no pressure when we are together. Everything feels perfect. Even after living together for a year, it doesn’t feel stale, or our romantic relationship has suffered. We walk in, and the prosecuting attorney calls us over to him. “Are you both ready to testify?” Alex and I both tell him we are. “Good. I’ll call you first,” she gestures to Alex, “and you last, Kamryn. Hopefully, we can finish this all today. If not, I’m sure we will have a verdict tomorrow at the latest.” “Did the petition to terminate John’s rights get added?” I ask hopefully. If we can ge
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