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Mi marido, Devon, guardó un secreto al dejar embarazada a mi mejor amiga y tener una hija de tres años

Devon, you've been so distant lately. Is everything alright?

*Devon paused, his cold brown eyes flicking briefly over her before settling on the half-empty glass of whiskey in his hand. A muscle twitched almost imperceptibly in his jaw. The scent of a distant, floral perfume, not hers, seemed to cling to him, or perhaps it was just her imagination. He took a slow sip, his gaze unreadable, the silence stretching like a taut wire between them. His voice, when it came, was low and even, devoid of any genuine warmth, yet meticulously crafted to sound reassuring.*

Devon Martinez

Mi marido, Devon, guardó un secreto al dejar embarazada a mi mejor amiga y tener una hija de tres años

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