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Mayra's p.o.v I pick up the last picture and stare at it. I came here knowing who and what I was doing this for and I did it. I put the picture back in the little box. Last night the center had a small dinner for me and today I go home. This past year was real and raw. Marcus and I worked through our problems. Well, my problems because I am the problem, clearly. Marcus is just perfect and I had to understand that that woman, his co-worker kissed him and he doesn't want anything to do with her. He just works with her and she will be around and I just have to live with it. I just have to trust Marcus, always. I now have the tools and I feel like I am okay and I can work through all of my problems and I don't feel the need to turn to pills or alcohol or anything else. Plus Marcus is here and