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&quot;I&apos;m being what?&quot;  I asked him to repeat himself.  I stuck my head further out in to the hallway expecting cameras or Calum or something to tell me this was a joke.
 
&quot;You&apos;re being served divorced papers from Mrs.  Gabriel...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&quot;You&apos;re being served.&quot;
 
&quot;I&apos;m being what?&quot;  I asked him to repeat himself.  I stuck my head further out in to the hallway expecting cameras or Calum or something to tell me this was a joke.
 
&quot;You&apos;re being served divorced papers from Mrs.  Gabrielle M. Irwin.&quot;
 
My jaw fell open and I could feel blood rush into my cheeks.  When I could finally speak again, I almost shouted at the man.  &quot;Divorce papers!?&quot;</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/145961473-served-0-1?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/44147409-256-k314586.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Served</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>