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Intro. She could not love in silence or divide what she thought was hers. Each look that escaped control of his hands was a reason to suspect, every laugh alien sounded like a threat. He jealously jealous and possessive by instinct, he carried the eagerness to have all he wanted in his chest, as if the world had no right to touch what he had already marked as his own. (Your Son is a man).

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