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time, desperation clawing at his throat, making his voice high and strained.
“Elena, please!” he cried out. “Don’t do this! Think of Leo! You can’t let them arrest me! What will people say? What about your business? The scandal will ruin you!”
The mention of our son’s name was the final nail in the coffin of my marriage.
I stepped closer, invading his continue reading …
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