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He had a tiny bedsit, he was a drug dealer, I thought he was popular, and that everyone loved him.
What would I do without him, when even my own family doesn't want me. I got pregnant because he no longer wanted to use contraception.
A few weeks into the pregnancy he beat me and I lost the baby.
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I started to look forward to bumping into him and eventually we started dating.