People came forward with false leads, lured
by the money.
John investigated every single one.
He had traveled the world, searching for me.
Fearful of being recognized, I quit my new job
and stayed home.
I wore a mask and hat whenever I went out.
I saw the articles praising John’s devotion.
It was laughable.
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He was the one who had hurt me, who had
driven me away.
Now that he was free to be with Ashley, he
suddenly declared his undying love for me,
putting on a show of heartbroken devotion.
I thought I would never see him again.
But one afternoon, as I sat by the lake, there
he was.
I quickly pulled up my mask and lowered my
hat.
But it was too late. He had seen me. He
froze.
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“Sarah?”
I turned and fled.
He blocked my path, his eyes red–rimmed
with disbelief.
I lowered my voice.
“You’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
He shook his head stubbornly.
“You’re Sarah. I know it’s you. Don’t lie.”
“I’d recognize you anywhere.”
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He reached for my mask, but I stepped back.
“John, we’re over.”
He seemed not to hear me.
“Sarah, do you know what this past year has been like? I’ve missed you so much…”
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“I don’t want to hear it.”
I cut him off.
“I don’t want to know anything about you.”
