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Chapter 2 to survive

Word Count: 1214    |    Released on: 25/02/2024

oke is this, Isabela? - Dad lost everything, I have nothing left. - Where did you get this madness from? I closed my eyes and took a deep breat

't give up what's stipulated in the contract. In fact, this contract was signed by you - he looked at me accusingly. - I didn't understand anything about land, I thought the best thing was to let my father settle it with the other heir, so I didn't see any problem in signing. - With so much stupidity, I'm not surprised you ended up in poverty. I didn't like what I heard, but I thought it was better not to argue, we were both nervous and would say things we might regret. I changed the subject: - A year goes by quickly, you'll see. - I approached and caressed his arm. - And when I can finally sell and receive the money, I will become your partner. - And in the meantime, what are you going to do? - I thought we could rent an apartment together. - With my money? Because you're broke and you don't have a job. - There is still some money left in the account and I can sell my jewelry and objects, furniture, paintings. - Do you really think this will solve it? - I can work on something. - For the love of God, wake up, Isabela! - He blurted out harshly and impatiently. - Work in what? You are a spoiled little girl, who has had everything handed to her all her life. - I'm a journalist. - Oh yeah, a profession that doesn't even need a diploma to be practiced. - Wow, Diego, you don't need to talk like that! - And how do you want me to say it? Do you really think I'm going to give up the comfort of my parents' house to live in any room or room until the gym makes a profit? All because you and your father threw what you had out the window. His accusatory and contemptuous questions made me swallow hard and for a few seconds I barely breathed, trying to assimilate everything he was saying. An anguish mixed with fear grew inside me with each word spoken. - It's just for a while, Diego. - My voice was low, still in shock. - And in the meantime I'll bank on you? That was the last straw for me and I exploded: - You stayed here for the last three months and I didn'

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