Doctor, My Son is Yours!

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and go to Max's apartment, something that seemed to have happened centuries ago. The pain of betrayal cuts deeper than I

e other side would understand that I wasn't willing to receive visitors. However, the insistence only grew, and the doorbell continued to rin

person: Camila, my best friend and apartment neighbor. The thought of facing someone in the sorry

a deep sigh and dragged my feet to the door. As I opened the door, I wasn't

gnizing the emotional turmoil I was facing. Her face expr

ng a hug that I gladly accepted. "We don't have to talk

I truly needed someone to confide in. Keeping it

bout the whole misadventure that had happened that day. The words flowed without filter, laden with pain and

tight to even consider the idea of eating. Still, Camila insisted, showing care in a way only sh

hat something Camila said when she arrived at my apartment began to echo in my mind.

d for a moment

e called me, a

or, dared to intrude on my pain, seeking help from my best

y voice came out in a wh

concern etche

ight do something to yourself. He said he wou

no point had the idea of doing anything so drastic crossed my mind,

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ed with tumultuous thoughts. Camila, despite all her concern

and his petty justifications, without caring about the impact his actions had on me. I felt like I had been r

ced over the past few years in the name of a relationship that was now unraveling

t even more tired than before. I silently thanked myself for not having to work i

iba, leaving behind the painful memories and the certainty that I wouldn't encounter

he time when I was immersed in plans with Max, I declined the invitation. However, now everything was dif

tely text

replied, expressing excitement. "We have exactly

ou have no idea how m

in deciding to take a break from everything. I

the prospect of a change of scenery. The idea of starting the emotional

arations for the trip. Between packing our bags, ensuring documents were in order, and making a list

ture of nervousness and excitement coursed through my body.

y on a five-day trip!" she complained,

conspiratorially. "But I promise