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  1 During my follow-up appointment after the abortion, Adrian once again made a hasty exit with a flimsy excuse. This had become a regular occurrence, and I had grown accustomed to it. Initially, I felt a pang of rejection, but gradually, I found myself becoming indifferent. I took the prescribed medication after the check-up and returned home alone. As I journeyed back, I couldn't shake off the pervasive feeling of solitude that seemed to envelop me. Upon arriving, I browsed Twitter and noticed someone called Lovely One had mentioned Adrian in a post. It stated, [Despite my minor sore throat

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Time slipped away as I systematically filled my suitcase. Adrian returned home unexpectedly early, just as I was nearing completion. I had assumed he wouldn't be back tonight.


"Madeline," he uttered, his tone a mix of bewilderment and growing comprehension. "What's going on?" He swiftly approached, eyeing the open luggage on the bed.


"Did you locate the youngster?" I inquired, continuing to neatly arrange clothes with practiced ease.


Disregarding my question, he snatched the garments from my grasp. "I asked, what are you doing? Why are you packing??" The urgency in his voice contrasted sharply with his earlier casual departure.


I perched on the bed's edge, my face deliberately impassive. "Adrian, I've chosen to pursue advanced training at a hospital in another city. I'm departing tomorrow."


His astonishment was almost amusing. "Training? Another city? Why wasn't this discussed? We need to talk about this!"


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