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me. “I don’t think I was just some guy she fell in love with. I think I was a project.”
“I talked to my parents’ lawyer,” he said. “We’re filing for annulment. Fraud. Misrepresentation.”
Something inside me loosened—not from malice, but from a sense that the universe was tilting toward fairness.
“What are you going to do?” I asked.
He laughed without humor.continue reading …
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