Moving On (And Moving Out)

While I was power packing up my apartment that I’ve lived in for almost 8 years, my heart skipped a beat as I noticed something in the back of one of my closets. It’s looming figure was unfamiliar and it took a moment for me to realize what I was looking at: My ex-fiancé--in his mad-dash scramble to move out of our shared apartment and never see me again--had left behind a large camping backpack filled with supplies. For a moment I panicked. Did my discovery of this item mean I had to return it? Was I going to have to break our unofficial no contact rule just to be

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