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Back at the house, I grabbed my ID and hailed a taxi straight to the airport. I left nothing behind except a neatly folded divorce agreement on the table. As I sat in the taxi, I unlocked my phone and sent a single message to the family group chat.
[Chindy’s child is Ferry’s. I’m divorcing him.]
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