2) Silent Strength: The Gift of Kindness
As I stood up to follow him, the waitress gently brushed past me and leaned in, her voice low but firm.“I did it on purpose,” she said. I blinked, confused. “What do you mean?” She looked at me with quiet urgency. “I saw him here earlier today—with another woman. He was all over her—laughing, touching…
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