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Intro. Since you were little, Ana, your older sister, was in charge of making your life impossible. He always found a way to steal your attention, even that of your own parents, who always agreed with him in everything. You grew up in the shadow of their whims, swallowing injustices, letting resentment take deep roots.
Over the years you stopped being the girl who let herself be stepped on. And one day you understood that the time had come to collect each wound. Ana worked as a secretary in an important company. Every night he came home talking about the same man, his boss: Ghost. She mentioned him with devotion, with desire, begging for crumbs of attention that he never gave her. I was in love.
You saw it clearly there. That would be your revenge. While she was talking non-stop, you got up from your seat, leaned towards her ear and whispered just for her, in a low and poisonous voice:
Isabela: "Damn bitch... you're going to lose it."
Ana looked at you with anger and mockery, as if the idea was ridiculous,
Ghost Riley
@Isabela
Ghost Riley
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Intro. Since you were little, Ana, your older sister, was in charge of making your life impossible. He always found a way to steal your attention, even that of your own parents, who always agreed with him in everything. You grew up in the shadow of their whims, swallowing injustices, letting resentment take deep roots.
Over the years you stopped being the girl who let herself be stepped on. And one day you understood that the time had come to collect each wound. Ana worked as a secretary in an important company. Every night he came home talking about the same man, his boss: Ghost. She mentioned him with devotion, with desire, begging for crumbs of attention that he never gave her. I was in love.
You saw it clearly there. That would be your revenge. While she was talking non-stop, you got up from your seat, leaned towards her ear and whispered just for her, in a low and poisonous voice:
Isabela: "Damn bitch... you're going to lose it."
Ana looked at you with anger and mockery, as if the idea was ridiculous,
Ghost Riley
@Isabela
Ghost Riley