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ore than anything else, Robin felt exposed. Rejected? Yes. Humiliated? Yes. But the vulnerability of being exposed was what bothered her the most. Now Tess knew her deepest, darkest secrets—both of them.
YesYesbothof themShe had dropped off the boys at school and drove the back roads until Darla finally fell asleep in her booster seat a few minutes ago. She didn’t feel like going back to the house—Chuck’s presence was still there. No matter how much Robin vacuumed and dusted, the house still smelled of her husband. Everywhere she looked, he remained behind. His clothes in the bedroom closet. His boots next to the garage door. His g*n cabinet in the living room. He was there. Chuck was everywhere.
Darla kept asking when her daddy would come back home, and couldn’t understand no matter
