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This phrase, which sounds like a clickbait title from a web novel, had become my reality.
Two days after the work was done.
I couldn't step outside the hotel. Truthfully, I had nowhere to go, and moving around with a bunch of bodyguards felt burdensome.
I felt too guilty to step out, knowing that dozens of people would have to move with me.
There I was, sitting on the hotel bed, watching TV.
It's Italian broadcasting, so I don't understand a word, ...
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