The way he said her name, as though spitting out something unpalatable, made hope shiver across
"Yes, Jess. We broke up after a –
a particularly nasty fight."
He ran a hand across his face. As if unwilling to go into the details, he turned away. Then turned back to face her.
"We were together for three years."
She reached down to stroke Gertie, needing the comfort of her presence. Sensing her distress, the intuitive little dog pressed her wet nose
into her palm. "You don’t have to tell me…"
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