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Submitted to Contest #287
That is not mine, Vanessa thought, seething. She stood, looking down at the hot pink thong that lay crumbled on the floor, partially hidden by the ugly brown couch. A flurry of emotions rumbled within her as she stared at the underwear, an admission of infidelity. She didn’t want to deal with it; she wanted to forget she saw it, lock the sight of it away to the back of her brain and throw away the key. There had been other signs of him hooking up with other people, sure. But she never acknowledged it — because then she’d have to admit it was...
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