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    She looked over at him, startled, but Abbot wasn’t looking at her face, he was looking at her hands where they rested on the table, or maybe at something past her hands that she couldn’t see. “I thought— I mean, you wear a wedding ring,” she said hesitantly.

    He looked up at Mohan, keen-eyed and sharp. “Well, I wear dog tags, too,” he said.

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    Abbot and Mohan's unspoken situationship gets out of hand at work, and Mohan suggests a private conversation.
    Whether or not any actual talking gets done is another question, though.

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    22 Jul 2026

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    Our little secret.

    She expects it to be like most other things with Dr. Jack Abbot: a passing comment, a breath of exhilaration, a moment of feeling seen—really seen—before she washes it off in the shower with the lingering sweat and smell of antiseptic.

    Until. Until a day or a week or a month passes, and she realizes it's hovering at her periphery, and she will wonder when it turned from nothing into something.

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    21 Jun 2026

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    “He's probably one of those men who’s obsessed with their wives,” her friend had said sagely.

    Twist of the wrist. Her wound jagged now. Harder to stitch back together. It was all so stupid. She asked Mandy to tell her that. Get it in my head that I’m being so fucking stupid.

    “Show me a picture?” Mandy had asked instead. So Samira did. A goddamn screenshot she took from his public Facebook profile picture, because of course that was the only place she could find a picture of him. But he wasn’t holding a fish in it or anything. It was, inexplicably, an artsy affair clearly captured on real film, no filter. He was sitting forward in a chair below a gallery wall of oil paintings, a trailing plant a paid actor rounding out the top right corner. His elbows were on his knees, flash illuminating his eyes, throwing the corded muscles of his forearms in shadow as he clasped his hands just in front of his chin. Candid and casual. At fucking ease, with his stark wedding ring in center frame.

    Oh shit, oh shit, her friend had texted back. I’m sorry, that’s devastating.

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    Abbot's married. Extremely married. Samira gets through it.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    It started with a browser tab she forgot to close. And then a text that was maybe a little too personal. And then it went all downhill from there …


    “Before we … back when we were just texting, I had this fantasy …”

    “Don’t you dare stop talking.”

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    27 May 2026

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    Things come apart, right. It’s in their nature.

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    29 Apr 2026