TO LOVE THE WRONG PERSON I  

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JOSHUA I was exhausted and didn't feel it. I was furious and it wasn't because Fanny had left me. I was appalled by what was behind. Was it a punishment to love the wrong person? Was it a punishment to love at all? I had to stop halfway to calm down. I was connecting the dots in my head and... it was the same situation. It was exactly the same pattern. Nude photographs, in my case I didn't remember anything. In life, you always grow up with the idea that you can always trust your core, that your parents will always want the best for you, that your siblings will be there to support you the day your parents leave this world, and so I believed. It would be very cold and insensitive of me to distance myself from them thinking that they loved me and... now, they... had betrayed me. I held

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