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his soul. “Forgive me,” he begged. “Forgive me for judging you, for abandoning you, for not listening to you. I don’t want my money, I don’t want my companies, I want a chance. I want to meet my son.”
Valeria closed her eyes and sighed deeply. “Get up, Rodrigo. God has already forgiven you, and I did a long time ago, because hatred is a poison I wasn’t continue reading …
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