I still remember that morning departure. No arguments, no screaming, no broken dishes. Everything happened in silence
Here is the translation of the full story. I still remember that morning departure. No arguments, no shouting, no broken dishes. Everything happened in silence. Chris woke up, put on his best jeans and sneakers, kissed the children on the forehead like a ghost, then gently closed the door behind him. Without leaving a note, […]
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