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Six years ago, my husband betrayed me. He cheated, drained our accounts, and disappeared—no goodbye, no explanation. Just a crater where my life used to be.
Last year, I met someone new. Aron was gentle, funny, easy to be around. He made the future feel less like a cruel joke. Eight months in, I met his family. His sister, Yanira, kept looking at me like she was trying to solve a puzzle. After dinner, she pulled me aside.
My stomach dropped.
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