Inside The Mind Of A Serial Mistress

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Something different had come between us over the last few weeks. Ever since his wife had found out about us, I stopped pretending to be somebody else. Truth be told, it was a great relief. Acknowledging that I was a third-party did nothing but boost my self-esteem further because it only reinvigorated my desire to hold ‘sole proprietorship’ over his feelings without being at risk of emotional blackmail.

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