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That message remained unanswered. I was digesting all the information that I thought was negative about Christian. I started to think that it would be interesting for me to value my boyfriend, until that Saturday night, Richard had had a bad day, his cell phone was stolen. Upon arriving at my apartment, we had a very pleasant moment, until Richard asked me to borrow my cell phone so that he could access his instagram, I would borrow it but before I needed to check the settings, if I had deleted everything that was necessary so that he could find no trace. He questioned the reason for the delay and said he didn't need to, when he went to get me ready to go out Richard took my hidden cell phone.

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