Living every day in a state of constant distress... fearing that, at any moment, someone who is supposed to be your own family might try to destroy you, can hardly be called living. And the worst part is that, even if the person in question happens to be the head of the family, this way of life won’t necessarily end, as there will always be others who might also wish to destroy you. I'm praying for they can find a solution so that, once and for all, both of them can live in peace
A pursuer of good stories with good plots
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