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I managed routine that did not have much time to think about everything that had happened since he came into my life. I worked day and night. Night and day. My sleep almost disappeared, but the effort would be worthwhile. Justin had promised to use his vacation, a little close, to take a part-time job and help a little. And though I wanted to say no, I could not. Justin saw me every day, ready to faint. Of course he cared about me and it was logical that he would like to help. I could not refuse him if it was his decision, since he was no longer a little boy.
The bar was packed. The music was too loud and the pain in my head increased every second.
I always had a headache.
It was strange, because when Donovan roamed around, I felt intense pain and upset that tormented me since I was a child.
Even my nose stopped bleeding for a couple of days.
Did it have anything to do
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