Beatrice The morning after we visited Kent, I was already getting ready to head to the newspaper, as usual. But suddenly, the doorbell rang, making me jump. Who could be at my door so early? I opened the door, and there he was, Edward, with a charming smile on his lips.“Edward, what are you doing here so early?” I asked, my voice a mixture of surprise and confusion.He looked at me in a way I used to know so well but never felt the same during our marriage, and explained:“I thought of taking you to work today, Beatrice.”Edward wanted to take me to work. It was something I never expected from him, considering how things used to be between us. A wave of emotion and confusion spread through me. The attention h
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