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Dear Barnabas,

Brace yourself, darling.

After I use The Hand to heal Quentin, we’re getting married.  Unfortunately, even I lack the knowledge of divorce proceedings for those like us.  Since I know that you are impervious to jealousy, we needn’t fear you seething at the thought of me in the arms of a younger, more dynamic, and more secure man.  And I don’t need to get the monogram changed.

I wonder how Quentin will take to the news.

We’ll be registered at Braithwaite and Sons.

Love,

Angelique Collins-Collins

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