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... m the inside, and I felt a massive pressure in my chest that was about to explode; I could not bear the thought that I had been subjected to deception in such a loathsome manner.
I had made myself a laughingstock for these lunatics, and while I thought that I had finally breathed a sigh of relief and escaped from this prison, I found that I was merely a naive girl moved by strings held by Robert.
I threw the pillow on the floor with all my strength, muttering with lips trembling ...
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