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The walk back to the apartment felt like a lifetime. The name on the paper burned in my pocket, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at it again. It felt like if I did, it would solidify something I wasn’t ready to accept.
Marcelo.
It didn’t make sense.
I had trusted him with my life.
Had fought ...
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