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Mila I sat amidst the men with all of them talking except Jonathan’s father who was glaring at me. He was probably disappointed that now he’d have to take a long road to have me killed or now he’d have to go through his son instead of just being done with it by calling Jonathan a liar for saying that I was pregnant when I hadn’t been. And now he couldn’t change the positive result but I was sure he will still do something about it. About his revenge and the hatred he had for my last name. It didn’t matter to him that for all that matters my last name has now been changed. The hatred like his doesn’t go away. And he was going to do something about it. It was there on his face that he was sending my way throughout the evening. I watched as he turned away and walked toward the corner of the room where two men stood in their black uniforms, armed t
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