I was shocked at my sister's confession. She knew all along what happened to me but kept quiet because she respects my decision? She had me followed in Mexico to make sure I was doing fine. Now all the little coincidences I've encountered in Mexico made sense.
The apartment I rented suddenly lowered down the rent, and the rude landlady suddenly became very friendly. There was also a time when I was crying in the bar bathroom where I used to work because I was so tired and frustrated. A kind woman comforted me and gave me a hundred bucks for food.
I thought it was purely a coincidence that people came when I badly needed help or comfort. I lied to my family and kept everything from them, but my sister didn't abandon me. She waited for me to come to my senses and seek help.
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