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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Well, that was a whole host of things Corbin Stemp had not been expecting to hear.
It was, presumably, obvious on his face - shock mixed with bemusement as he took in the flurry of information. She didn't seem to have changed much - a thought that had his own unchangeable lopsided smile settling onto his face. "Divorce, eh? Who's the unlucky sap?" he couldn't help but enquire, wondering how on Earth they'd managed to convince Sachiko into the establishment of marriage and what had gone wrong.
His imagination was running riot. Yes, she did unfortunately recognize that smile of his and remembered a time when she actually had allowed that smile to make her feel things. That had been a mistake, obviously. But whatever, water under the bridge and off a duck's back and whatever. She also was not going to dwell on his phrasing of 'unlucky' and whatever implications there may or may not be there.
"No one you would know," she scoffed casually while examining her fresh manicure. Though obviously being from the Black family had it's own implications and yes, he would be correct in assuming that they were wealthy. "Still enjoying your life as a neutered crup?" Hmmmm? All BORING and domesticated, as so many of her former circle were these days.
Boring and disappointing.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
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