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The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse apartment, a frantic rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. Ricardito, my beautiful, arrogant husband, was away on a…

The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the barn, a frantic, insistent rhythm that mirrored the frantic beat of my own heart. The air hung thick with the…

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse apartment, mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. Outside, the city lights blurred into streaks of color, but here, inside, the…