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èsabella.... 6weeks later... We were back at home, but we're back broken and ripped apart from each other. No matter how many times I told him it wasn't he's fault, he wouldn't listen. Sitting down in the living with him, Samuel and Rosa were hard as we waited for the lawyer to finish pulling the divorce papers out. "Please don't do this Damon, I won't give another chance. Please don't!" I cried out, as I cried out for the past month. "Listen to her man, it wasn't your fault. Why are you hurting her and hurting yourself? Don't do this Damon." Samuel said. But he didn't talk; I felt Rosa's arms circling around my neck while crying. "Please Damon don't, you promised you wouldn't hurt me anymore." "I did, but you know what I meant so please don't make this harder than it is."