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... damn mind.
Marry María José?
I let the words sink in, let them fester, let them poison the air around me like a slow-burning toxin. It was laughable, really. Did he think she belonged to him? That he could waltz into her life, wrap his arms around her, and claim her like some lovesick fool?
No.
She wasn’t his. She wasn’t anyone’s.
She was mine.
I sat there, gripping the armrests of my wheelchair so tightly that the wood groaned und ...
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