I don't think I slept, but I stayed in bed the last couple hours after he went to work. Got up to get ready for my day and I'm still crying. I hope my day is as slow as I think it is. Still no answer to my text, and I'm beginning to entertain thoughts of his things being gone when I get home, the spare key shoved under the door. I don't know what to do anymore. It's just too much.

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