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I can’t leave him, Chris. ... I almost did - before we even got married. The night before our wedding, you know where I was? The Greyhound Bus station, ticket in hand. Orlando - furthest distance they had that night. I never told Matt about it. I was holding that ticket - curled up in curve of one of those blue plastic chairs. I sat there, thinking: is this - is this what I... Is this forever, I mean whatever. Growing up, hearing my parents - I’d lie awake and listen to them... you were at the reception, you remember them? A hall for three hundred people, not big enough for the two of them at the same time�
(beat)
Okay, he’s Matt. He will have his grand whatevers, his moments of... he may even have a - I don’t know what you guys have. A fling? A... an experiment? But the thing is - a marriage... it’s not about when it’s easy.
(beat)
I decided that night, that this would be forever. ‘Til death do us part.
(beat)
Then I shot him.

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