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Savio
A few hours before.
I sat in my office, looking over pictures of McKayla going to work and spending time with her parents and friends. My men were assigned to keep track of her whereabouts. Even if she hated me and claimed to want a divorce, I wouldn’t let it happen. In the beginning, it was a benefit to get her to marry me, but we’d grown closer, and I could admit the love I had for her caused me to think irrational. I’d started drinking more and stopped taking calls from anyone; the only person I wanted to hear from was McKayla. Marilyn hadn’t been by to cook or clean, but I still paid her since she’d been with me for so long. McKayla still looked the same, even more beautiful than before. My mom was mad at me and told me to not even come around until I made things right.
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