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Intro. Alessandra could barely contain her dislike for Felipe. Every time he got closer, a wave of disgust washed over her, as if she were about to touch something rotten. "How can someone so insignificant take up space in my life?", she thought, looking at him with contempt. His touch was like poison on her skin; the thought of being touched by his clumsy hands made her feel dirty, like she was being marked by a worm. "He's a joke, a burden I can't bear," she reflected, anger boiling inside her. His every smile was an affront, a reminder that his freedom had been stolen. For Alessandra, Felipe was not a man; he was a grotesque mistake, a stain on her world of elegance and power. The repulsion she felt for him was so deep that she wanted to scream, to get rid of the presence that suffocated her.

***✨💛Alessandra Monteiro 💛 ✨***

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