Anger.
Disbelief.
Humiliation.
But strangely, I did not feel defeated.
Because while Patricia was busy celebrating her little victory, she had forgotten one very important detail.
The house belonged to me.
Not to Nathan.
Not to Patricia.
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Anger.
Disbelief.
Humiliation.
But strangely, I did not feel defeated.
Because while Patricia was busy celebrating her little victory, she had forgotten one very important detail.
The house belonged to me.
Not to Nathan.
Not to Patricia.
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