The Dark Angel Of Merciless Deaths
Collapsing into a hug with Guila, I clung to her tightly, allowing my tears to flow freely.
"I'm so sorry, Olga. I know Antonio is a beast, but I never expected him to treat you this way!" Guila held me tightly, her hand rubbing soothing circles on my back, her cheek pressed against the top of my head.
I couldn't find the words to speak, nor did I have the strength to react. All I could do was weep. The pain and anguish felt overwhelming, especially when the vivid flashbacks of Antonio callously tearing my clothes resurfaced in my mind.
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