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28: Manoela Ferraz

作者: Laura Ricci
last update publish date: 2026-07-30 20:00:05

The steam from the bathroom enveloped me like an unexpected embrace. I stood there, in front of the bathtub, almost unable to believe it was real. It had been so long since I'd known what it was like to take a shower without fear. Fear of the door being opened at any moment, fear of screams, of accusations, of being ripped from that small moment of peace.

My chest tightened. I had forgotten what it felt like to be safe.

The bathtub was full, the water releasing a light lavender

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