Chapter 59 SUBMITTING TO MY ENEMY PART VII

The piece of paper Emiliano left on my bed had been sitting in my bedside drawer all week. It was small, just a folded scrap from a notepad, but every time I opened that drawer it felt like it was staring at me. Like it was waiting to explode.

Sometimes I pulled it out just to look at it. My eyes wo...

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