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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE

Author: Treyl
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JOANA'S POV

A part of me felt that I would refuse the ride altogether as we drove towards the prison. But I was done running. Done bottling things up. The opportunity had presented itself for me to face the monster in my life – this hurdle force hell-bent on breaking what meant the most to me.

Anita.

The one who stared into my eyes and did her best to kidnap my daughter. Then, later, pretend nothing had happened.

The lady who almost stole everything from me.

And for what? Solely because of love

That’s what I needed to find out.

As I entered this small visitation room, I saw her already seated, now strapped to the table, but with blunt irony in her position. Her once immaculate hair, now dull and just tied up at the back with a loose band. Her bearing had not changed: she carried herself straight and proud, her chin held high, and her lips had that tincture that comes from knowing you cannot be trusted.

I didn’t sit immediately. I stood at the doorway and star
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  • TAKE ME BACK EX WIFE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE

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  • TAKE ME BACK EX WIFE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY

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  • TAKE ME BACK EX WIFE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINE

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