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Man, I was a d**k. I made it all of two minutes up the road before turning around and following her to her new place.
I needed time to calm down, to think. Even more so after seeing the absolute hovel she had bought, lost in some bog. The area was amazing—one of the ones I had advised Ellie to look at on the few outings we actually had for her work. A hidden gem with as many local resources as tourist spots.
I didn’t know this area as well as others, and I was more than aware that I had ignored her limits. I had pushed right past the red lines she’d been drawing, and her snapping that morning was a direct result of it.
Can I ever get anything right with this woman?
My persuasion to keep the fantasy going another couple of days may have worked in the moment, but as heavy metal bl
