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The next two nights were an agonizing blur of sleepless hours spent in the sterile confines of a modest guesthouse, a stark contrast to the comfortable home she had just been forcefully evicted from. Each tick of the clock was a hammer blow to her already fractured spirit, each shadow playing on the ceiling a haunting reminder of her sudden, brutal displacement. Marina lay there, staring into the abyss, wrestling with the incomprehensible truth of her situation. How could sixteen years of unwavering love, devotion, and shared dreams simply evaporate into a few cold, legal paragraphs? Had her entire marriage been nothing more than an elaborate illusion, leaving her utterly vulnerable, disposable? The betrayal felt absolute, not just from the will, but from the very memory of Elias himself. She was adrift, anchorless, questioning the very foundation of her past and terrified of an uncertain future where she had no home, no security, and seemingly no trace of Elias’s enduring affection. Her phone, a silent sentinel, suddenly vibrated, shattering the oppressive quiet.
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