Clearly that is unclear, or bullshit.
But last night I dreamed about Stefan Curl. I was in love with him, wanted to be with him. He was involved with me, but clearly not fully. Wow, painful.
Stefan was who I loved when I left my kids’ father. But Ken Paley was who I was hot for, who was making money.
Ken was mean, Stefan was sweet. Ken was angry, Stefan was loving.
I got pregnant. I assumed it was Ken’s, but later I realized it could just as easily been Stefan’s. That would have made all the difference in the world.
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