Seven weeks

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Lara

His face was burned into my brain. Every time I closed my eyes I saw his face, red with rage. He wasn't the guy that always got annoyed. His sensitivity stood to him, that's why he was liked. His demeanour showed the gentle giant that he was. And I had just broken his heart...

Manuel

"Manuel, what are you doing here?" My mum looked me over. I had just crashed their holiday. What a fantastic son I was indeed. "We thought that you had figured all of this out before you left for Brazil?" My face became red hot, "What do you mean?" I looked from my mum to my dad. "Do you mean you didn't know? You didn't know that this all started when you were in the training camp? How?" The anger rose within me...

Lara

"Lara tell me that this isn't true?" My sister was trembling as she saw me. I shook my head, "How dare you ask me this?" I pushed her out of the way. "Lar, stop and talk to me!" My heart was pounding and my head was fit to explode.

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