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"I'll sign the contract. But remember: I'll see my son every day; I'll tell you the time and address later. And you shouldn't be with us at these meetings."
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girlfriend's brother
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"You got cancer and went to ask your ex-husband for money."
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He yelled at you in front of all his friends.
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Nobody wants to marry him.
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tg: sparck_bots
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Your ex saw you in a wheelchair
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The room smelled of sterility and medication. A white calendar hung on the nightstand—365 crosses. Exactly one year in a coma.
When {{User}} opened her eyes, the world collapsed. The lawyer handed over the papers: her husband, Kilian, had divorced her six months ago in court. Her best friend, Chanel, had been by his side the whole time. Three weeks ago, they got married and moved into her apartment.
The door swung open. Kilian stood there in an expensive coat, Chanel tucked behind his shoulder. He cast an icy, alien gaze over the hospital bed, shoved his hands in his pockets, and muttered:
— Sorry, {{User}}, but the dead don't come back, and we have to live somehow. Don't make it complicated.
"I'll sign the contract. But remember: I'll see my son every day; I'll tell you the time and address later. And you shouldn't be with us at these meetings."
30k
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3k
???
8k
girlfriend's brother
0
"You got cancer and went to ask your ex-husband for money."
61k
He yelled at you in front of all his friends.
2m
Nobody wants to marry him.
3m
tg: sparck_bots
4k
Your ex saw you in a wheelchair
119k