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“Natalia Rodríguez,” she responded, irritated.

Lison narrowed his eyes suspiciously, but it only took him a couple of seconds to return to his stoic expression.

"I don’t know who you are, but I’m warning you—stay out of my business," he threatened, his face so serious that it sent a chill down Natalia’s spine.

Natalia wanted to scream, to make a scene, but it was as if her body had frozen in place.

Meanwhile, Tiodor continued on his way. Anyone who knew him even slightly could sense the murderous aura surrounding him.

Natalia eventually recovered, returned to her small cubicle, and packed all her things into a cardboard box. She didn’t want to be there anymore. Knowing Libia, the first thing she’d do after returning from her therapist would be to leave, to get as far away as possible.

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**Three days later**

Libia left Mrs. Helen’s mental health retreat with a scowl, wearing oversized sunglasses and clothes so baggy they could have belonged to a rapper. Her hair was a tangled mess, t
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