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ere, she went out with a school friend, she told me they are going to do some work and she doesn't have time to return. - I recoiled, what work would thi

e. Hours passed, I stood at the window of his small room, I wouldn't mind sleeping on the floor until I got a job, until I saw Paola arriving smiling at his, which was not someone el

r my body, was it possible that Paola wasn't seeing that he was using her? I asked myself, seeing my best friend kissing my ex-boyfriend, the tears came, my desire was to climb down that wind

sy red hair, the swollen lips and a gap of hickeys in disorder on her neck under the scarf, the crumpled clothes, she was normal. - Di, what are you doing here? My mother told me she's been waiting for me for hours, fu

tside. - What do you mean Thales, your uncle? - She asked, deducing things, and I sighed. - You know my uncle is addicted to games, drinks a lot and... today he got

athroom in my suite. - One week, until I get my life together, I'm going to get a job, I'm going to find a p

od student of biology and I admit that I have a notion of what it is and how it occurs, theoretically, but the teacher did not mention hickeys, crumpled hair, or even that smil

han friendships, Paola is all I have left. I packed my luggage in the corner, imagined her whole scenario with Paulo was he affectionate to he

I have bigger problems, a crazy stepfather, addicted to gambling and not a dime in my pocket, with a good reputat

ried myself to sleep, Paola fell asleep quickly and I didn't want to imagine why, at least while sleeping I f

you and your uncle? - I sat down on the bed, I needed to tell someone, I sighed. - He was super aggressive, he hit me in the face, he . - The door opened with a kick, I saw the man I had called uncle all my life standing in front of me, always caring, friendly. - Running

mething, he raised me in place of my father, for me it was love of uncle and niece, since there was never a man to take the place of my father. Not that I didn't want one, but my father's place was always empty, so for him it w

at the same time, worried. - I need money, Diana, we have to sell the house, the car, I owe a lot to dangerous people, we have to sell eve

- How much more or less, Uncle? - he sighed in agony. - A lot, a lot of