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I was over the moon to receive a text from Fiorella but when I saw that it was sent by Gabriele, I just went into flight mode. I am in his car right now and I am not settled. I did not know that he could drive because I have always seen him being driven around; but how could I have known when I have been keeping my distance away.
But that was then, and I realised how stupid I was. A poor kid almost died because of my husband, and I was so selfish that I did not care to listen to Fiorella’s side of the story. Anger had engulfed me so much that I chose to believe my abusive husband over Fiorella, the sweetest person I have ever met. She was so calm, collected, and avoided trouble when I first met her. It was over four years ago when I met her at the hospital; the night that we bo
