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I was a typical girl from a typical family marrying a typical boy from a typical family

Suddenly I realize with a jolt why they aren’t coming back: I have been classified as a “difficult customer”

Could her family ever forgive her?

The solution was a mere few feet away. I just had to act on it

I was never tested; if faced with an endless wait like this, would I sink or swim?

They talk about my “options,” as though this is a decision between vanilla and chocolate, not life and death