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Night of terror:- pleasure or not?

I watched him as he went on speaking. Deep in my thoughts, I still could not picture in my mind the new Mariano. What is it about him that has changed? What happened that him this way for clearly, he doesn’t appear to look like the man who walked into our home on the night of my birthday, neither did he seemed to be the one who dragged me on my knees the day I tried to escape from him nor the man who allowed someone to take advantage of me while he sat down and did nothing. He has changed but could it be so? It’s not possible for a man to turn into a new leaf over just one night.

“Are you listening to me?” he waved his hand at my face.

“What!” I exclaimed softly. “Sorry.”

“I knew you weren’t listening.” He paused and made a soft sigh in the sound of a whusper. “Does it bother you so much?”

“No, it’s just…..” I paused immediately and looked at him. I was extremely clueless as to what to say to him.

“What is it?” I just kept on staring at him. “Cassandra, you shouldn’t stare at a man li
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