My ex-husband.
I stood at my kitchen counter staring at my name written in expensive black calligraphy.
Claire Bennett.
No “and guest.”
Of course.
I almost threw the envelope into the trash without opening it.
Almost.
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My ex-husband.
I stood at my kitchen counter staring at my name written in expensive black calligraphy.
Claire Bennett.
No “and guest.”
Of course.
I almost threw the envelope into the trash without opening it.
Almost.
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