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... most died in the hands of my ex.
I withdrew from people. I didn’t want to be around anyone. Not even Sofia. What was I going to tell her? Even though I knew she was going to sympathize with me, I didn’t want any sympathy.
It only reminded me of back then when I would be bitten by Matteo in the club, and passersby would stoop to offer me their handkerchief to clean my tears or a piece of cloth to cover myself.
I preferred to be locked in my room, reflecting on my life and ...
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