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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Penulis: Iris Brown
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-20 21:23:03

“What happened?” I shift closer to her, dropping the food and holding her hands on comfort. The pain in her face was so evident.

“Dominic was a straight child at school, he had the best grades. Till he started selling drugs. He snuck around at first, making sure I wouldn't find out. I did. I told his brother.”

Oh shit.

“Manuel followed him one day, he wanted to see who gave a teenage boy drugs to sell. Dominic has also started using it and he was always high, he didn't even nitice his brother behind him. That day, Manuel came back angry.”

“He told me, Mama. I am killing men so this man lesves my family alone, they still make my brother sell their drugs? He went to confront your father.” Katarina glances at me, her eyes still full of tears.

“Did he come back?”

She shook her head. “He didn't come back home to me. I waited and waited. I never saw my baby alive again. A few weeks later, I got a package. It was his head.”

“My fucking evil father. “I can't even apologize.” I am sobbing to
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