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Nobody chose me, but everyone changed me

Madisons
Valeria is 29 and has never been in a stable relationship. Elías was her first love… or maybe just her first illusion. A nameless story that left invisible scars and an echo that still lingers. Then came the silence—years of emptiness, until she met Matteo in another country: charming, but deeply sexist. Then Nico, the seemingly perfect man… who turned out to be just another mask. And finally, Gael—the most toxic, the most irresistible. But Valeria holds a secret: each of them left a visible mark on her body. Scars that bleed when she lies, glow when she betrays herself, and burn when she's about to repeat the same mistakes. And in her room, a sealed box with a memory she never knew was real or imagined. While her family pushes her to be “normal,” Valeria begins to wonder if what she really needs isn’t a boyfriend… but to face what sleeps inside her. And just as she starts to move forward… Elías returns. A story about women who love too deeply, wounds that speak, and truths that burn more than magic.
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