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thought was ours. I even tried to "hide" his young mis
true nature. He retaliated by destroying my father' s textile bus
the floor of our home, reducing him to tears. My mother' s heartbroken questio
as "done." He coldly reminded me that I was "nothing without him," a bitter truth tha
ow could he rip away everything from my family, leaving us impoverished an
ing him, "There is no baby, Daniel. I' m not. I had an abortion. The day you flew to Paris with your girlfri
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