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. The desire to leave grew weaker with each passing moment.“He… He should go back!”Her rebuttal sounded weak. She lowered her head, fiddling with her dress in her small hands and giving him a black lo..., fearing he might actually do something reckless. Her hands trembled as she took the scalpel and hid it away. She had kept this whole thing a secret from her husband. Otherwise, with his temper, he w...