Chapter 218 JUST LIKE CHILDHOOD SWEETHEARTS

AURORA’S POINT OF VIEW.

My ears began to ring; my heart beat resounding like a wildly beating drum connected to megawatt speakers. I stared at mom, my eyes like saucers; the words of the journalist echoed in my mind. “No,” I whispered. I can't believe dad would……

“Armando.” Mom did not appear fazed ...

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