The boxes were already packed.
She was leaving in the morning.
And we both knew tonight changed everything.
Cara was never supposed to be anything more than a temporary part of our lives. A helping hand. A familiar presence in our home.
But somewhere along the way, the lines blurred.
Now my wife is gone for the week… and the girl who's been living under my roof for two years is walking out for good.
One night. One decision. One chance to stop pretending.
Because some connections don't fade quietly.
They burn… right before they're gone.
** short story **
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