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DANTE'S POV Surrounded by the dim glow of the bar, I found myself drowning in a sea of alcohol. The bitter taste seemed to match the bitterness that gnawed at my insides. Betrayal had become a familiar companion, and the woman I had trusted with my heart had effortlessly torn it into pieces. The concerned bartender, a distant voice in my alcohol-so
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