Have you ever felt hatred? Not just frustration. Not annoyance. Hatred. The kind that burns low in your stomach, simmering like acid. The kind that wraps around your heart and squeezes every time their name is mentioned. The kind of hatred that's impossible to explain without sounding obsessed, because in a way... you are. Giselle Molina knew that feeling. And she felt it for one man. Oscar Piastri.
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