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Of course, the fact that Guillaume was with our sex toy linked everything to the gym. And to me. There was no proof of anything between me and Guillaume, but it didn’t matter. Things that didn’t matter at the time became clear in retrospect. The dots connected. That’s what irritated my wife. Not my casual encounters. The “fact” that I had a boyfriend. I didn’t! He’s not my boyfriend. I tried to tell her. It was too late.
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