His deep black pupils shrunk, and his hands started to shake. His heart, something was disintegrating...
“What do you mean?”
"I mean, Anne has cancer, stomach cancer, advanced.”
“Stomach? Advanced? Anne? What's Alice talking about? Why doesn't he understand?
Alice coldly looks at Antonio’s face filled with pain, and thought about how much he had made Anne suffer, she sneered at him, “you deserve it Antonio, you do!
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