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“You can handle this like a man,” De Rossi shouts, “or you can die like a cunt. Choose quickly or I’ll make the choice for you.”
Marry me, piccolina. I’m asking you, only you.
He wants to be with me. In the end, he chose me.
“We are not defined by whose blood runs through our veins. We’re defined by our choices.

