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“Comienza a invadirlo un hormigueo, una sensación de vacío que le nace en la articulación de la mandíbula y le baja por la garganta y por el pecho hasta instalarse en la boca del estómago. Algo va mal, y lo sabe, pero está demasiado aterrorizado para apartarlo de sí o preguntarse qué es. De repente comprende que ese es el peligro de permitir que intervenga el amor: el hecho de saber que si algo sale mal, no sabe qué va a hacer para soportarlo.”

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