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β¦ child, she was my safety net. My father was the real villain in our lives, but he never said much. His rage was like dynamite and he let his fists do the talking, mostly to my brothers but also to Mum. I was the lucky one, having learnt at a young age to be meek and invisible around him. If I didnβt β¦
Marcia Abboud
π¦ Marie A. Rebelle
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