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akeup: well-made skin with base and concealer, contour, blush, mascara and a thin eyeliner that gave me the air of a princess

ing my hair, going to the collar of the dress and a firm knock sounded on the door. Before I could answer, my siste

d best friend. The sister that life gave me. The best in the whole world. Sometimes, I envied her comp

nd I spent my whole life worried about usele

e most impo

rted talking with regret. - I won't be able to ke

smile as I always smiled, masking the hole

ery time I was solded, it was because I was on her wave. Ana was the one who prepared, challenged, did not keep her tongue inside her mouth and farted whoever was

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ridor calmly, one step at a time, aware that my sister was watching me like a hawk. I went down the stairs and my brother-in-law

at was it. Facing fate. I opened the door and didn't look at my mother, much less at my father. I focused my gaze on the photo on the

idn't want to be engaged anymore. I prayed that that night would not have undesirable consequences, which would make me join a man

my father's fault that my fiancé didn't keep hi

onsequences will not be so painful for you. As soon as the right time passes, we will look for another fam

ed at the ostentatious wedding ring and thought about how happy I was to see her, feeling like a princess, finally fulfilling my dr

accept that the

I got up and turned my back, not before I noticed my brother-in-law's look. Romano knew. For some rea

and that all her friends would talk about the end of the engag

cling the pool. I took off my sandals when I got to the sand and went straight to the sea. My dress

the confused, negative and stressf

nsity. I sank, held my breath and stayed as much as I could until I felt that my head was hurting and m

shook me. - We lost you in the

ng pulled out of the water. Anastasia crossed the strip of sand running and I h

y - I spok

me? I love you and I never want to live without you.

the shower, helping me put on my pajamas and combed my hair as

t I was exploding with happiness a few weeks before. In fa

houlders and stared

ano t

something like that from my sister for a long ti

would have his cock cut into thousa

it. I said yes

ed. His temperam

, guilt and much less shame about it. He deceived you, made you believe that he was living a r

I paralyzed with fear.

oked at me w

d had a huge disappointment right at first. - He held my hands and squeezed. - This moment does not sum up your w

ouldn't anymore. Without saying anything, realizing that I was at my limit again, my sister covered me and lay down with me,

she was conquering her space and new friends. I closed my eyes, hugging a pillow while she hummed a lullaby in Old

peace and comfort. I was loved by my

feel proud of myself again. Maybe my sister was absolutely right with her l