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her "true love," re-emerged. They framed
pared to take my last kidney. It was for Julian. The man I supposedly kill
ne I' d secretly given her years ago, when she needed it in prison. The irony was a bitteby the woman who promised me forever. Was this my end? Was this j
ulian' s voice, "Olivia! Help me! He pushed me!" echoed from the balcony. The same lie. The same frame-up. But this time...

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