A sliver of sunlight forced its way between the hotel room curtains, illuminating the right side of her face. She turned over, her arm landing on my back. “Time to wake up, love.” For a split second, all seemed right with the world. That fleeting moment ended with the recognition of her voice. As I thought about the ring on my left hand, I wondered, What the hell have I done?
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