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The night I got into a car crash, Julian Bentley hung up on me while I was begging him for help. Noise spilled from the other end of the line. The host was announcing that he had won an international architecture award. He was standing right next to his first love. "I'm busy." Those were his last words before he ended the call. The sharp siren of an ambulance cut through the night. I lay in a pool of blood, watching it soak slowly into my white dress. I thought to myself, Julian, we were over.