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I have never loved again. Not because I am afraid. But because I know, now, that true love is not the fairy tale. It is the monster under the bed. And the only way to break its curse is to look it in the eye and say:

I did not fall in love with a man.

"Who is she?" I whispered.

But I was Elara de Montrío. I was a scholar of forbidden texts. And I had read the fine print. La Maldicion Del Amor Verdadero