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Javier Wedding day—I was forced. Helpless, hopeless. Just trusted Mom’s words—something good later. Didn’t know what waiting for. No other choice. Put on suit, fixed myself, brushed hair back—like marrying Berry. Stood staring in mirror till Mom checked. “Ready, Javier?” She rubbed shoulder, warm smile eased tension, gave hope. “Yeah, Mom—how I look?” Faked bright smile. “Miserable but handsome.” Pouted, chuckled. “Okay—church.” Arm around her waist, sighed,...