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32-CHRIS
I was where I needed to be.
It was a hard journey, but I was here.
And while my wife was supposedly mad at me, I knew it would all work out.
Or that’s what I hoped before kissing her and losing control with her touch.
I wasn't really sure anymore after that.
I’d literally pushed her away and shut herself, and I didn't know whether to let her be or slam the door for her to get out.
That's what I was going to do tomorrow, but luckily, she had come out voluntarily.
“Where’s your ring, honey?” I muttered totally intrigued running my finger over one of her eyebrows. “Are you really waiting for my lawyer? Did I wait too long to get to you?”
I couldn't help but smile when a sigh escaped her mouth before she moved her body closer to where I was sitting.
No.
I hadn't misread the signs, Helena still loved me and I knew that from one moment to the other, everything would be solved, she just wanted to make me pay fo
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