akushugurudza Bhebhi revakomana waanoti mukadzi wakeWhat ever Kim dd to this guy ,he must forgive herI think he is not mentally stable
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n the end, it wasn't fear that guided him, but respect. Not for others, but for himself. He had learned that fear was a fleeting emotion, a weakness that could be exploited. But respect—that was a fortress. It was the armor he wore, the shield that protected him from those
who sought to take what was his. He looked at the messages on his phone, the names and faces of those who had wronged him, and felt a new sense of calm. He had faced his demons and understood that they weren't to be feared, but to be dealt with. And as the night fell,
