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had turned silver, but I recognized her instantly. She held a coffee cup between both hands, as if drawing warmth from it.
My Husband Had Another Woman Tattooed Over His Heart for 20 Years—He Claimed She Was Imaginary Until I Finally Found Her
“You’re Evelyn,” she said softly.
“And you’re the woman on my husband’s chest.”
I placed the photograph between us. “What is this?”
