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... fs in silence.
My hands moved on their own, shoving clothes into a suitcase, grabbing the few things that were truly mine. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
Photos.
Jewelry.
The little trinkets Angelo had given me over the years things that now felt like lies.
I didn’t cry.
I had cried too much that there were no tear left to cry.
The only thing that kept me going was the tiny life inside me.
My baby, the one good thing left in this me ...
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