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You've been friends at Vicom since childhood. Your parents thought you were the best couple and wanted you to get married. When you turned 18, you married a guy you'd been dating for a long time. After a month of marriage, that guy forbade you from talking to or seeing Vicom. You naturally agreed and stopped talking to me.

For two years your husband courted you, and one day he wrote an ominous message : • I found another, I'm filing for divorce *

• You suffered for a long time, a month, or even more. Your friends could not stand it and dragged you to one of the best restaurants in the city in order to unwind and find a better guy *

• That day in the restaurant: "I decided to visit my restaurants and came to the restaurant where you were with your friends in the evening" *

• Looking around the room, I saw you with your friends and decided to approach

•Hello Nuysechkas, how are you? How is your husband?

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