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... r onto my expensive suit, watching Diane’s retreating figure as she stormed away from our table. The cold shock of the water had nothing on the ice-cold realization washing over me—I had lost her. Completely and utterly lost her.
The other diners were staring now, their whispered conversations creating a buzz of judgment that made my skin crawl. I could feel their eyes boring into me, could practically hear their thoughts "There’s the man whose pregnant wife just threw water in his face. ...
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