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I rolled over realizing he wasn't here. It wasn't often he left me alone. I was about to go back to sleep, when I noticed it. The drawer he always kept locked was ever so slightly ajar. Excitedly, I opened it, eager to see what he was hiding. But it was just a ratty old notebook. This is what he so desperately wanted to keep from me? Curiously, I began to read and page by page, word by word, I began to realize why the drawer was locked. It took every ounce of self control I had to not lose it. He thought, after all he'd done to me, he could cheat? After ripping me from my life, torturing me into submission, manipulating me until I was a docile pet for him, he could go to another woman? He wa...