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CHAPTER SEVEN (7)
ISMERALDA
It was another beautiful and boring day of doing nothing. When she woke up, she went for a run, took her bath, had breakfast and then read books.
If she didn’t have her books, she didn’t know how she would survive. Her books were her life and she could read a single book over ten times. It felt so good to live in another reality and escape her own.
Sometimes, she would imagine that Adriano was like the guys in the books she read; they were sweet and always treated gi
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