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I never let anyone stay longer, but with my bills piling up and my doubts worsening, I may be forced to give them an extension. I dont mind the quiet one, but the other three keep trying to get close. Do they think Im stupid? That a pretty face or easily bought deeds will impress me? I need them to see that none of that matters. Im not the person I was before. Those beautiful words only anger me, the kind actions only make me suspicious.</p><p>I wont let my heart or my mind be broken like my body. I wont.</p><p><em>(This is a Hawaiian Contemporary Why Choose/Polyamory Romance, which centres around a Kanaka Maoli woman, facets of Modern Hawaiian Culture, and Medical Trauma. See foreword for any/all TWs & CWs.)</em></p><p><strong>[LAST UPDATED/REVISED: 7/2023]</strong></p>...1349973Bitter Rain116116https://www.gandhi.com.mx/bitter-rain/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/551132/52047c4f-4d1c-4949-ac2c-2f337f9235eb.jpg?v=638335262514400000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20211230006428860_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1230006428860_<p><strong>Bitterness and Rage.</strong></p><p>These are the two emotions that rule my life. After I was hit by a drunk and high driver my life was never the same. The collision left my body broken like a rag doll. I lost my job, my savings, my whole life. My grandfather left me his patchwork home and Ive been scrambling ever since to keep up with the mortgage any way I can. I rent out sections and play nice with the temporary tenants and tourists that breeze through my ancestral home. This latest group has been the hardest yet.</p><p><strong>The rich tourist. The career military man. The bachelor businessman. The quiet handyman.</strong></p><p>6 months and theyll be gone. I never let anyone stay longer, but with my bills piling up and my doubts worsening, I may be forced to give them an extension. I dont mind the quiet one, but the other three keep trying to get close. Do they think Im stupid? That a pretty face or easily bought deeds will impress me? I need them to see that none of that matters. Im not the person I was before. Those beautiful words only anger me, the kind actions only make me suspicious.</p><p>I wont let my heart or my mind be broken like my body. I wont.</p><p><em>(This is a Hawaiian Contemporary Why Choose/Polyamory Romance, which centres around a Kanaka Maoli woman, facets of Modern Hawaiian Culture, and Medical Trauma. See foreword for any/all TWs & CWs.)</em></p>...(*_*)1230006428860_<p><strong>Bitterness and Rage.</strong></p><p>These are the two emotions that rule my life. After I was hit by a drunk and high driver my life was never the same. The collision left my body broken like a rag doll. I lost my job, my savings, my whole life. My grandfather left me his patchwork home and Ive been scrambling ever since to keep up with the mortgage any way I can. I rent out sections and play nice with the temporary tenants and tourists that breeze through my ancestral home. This latest group has been the hardest yet.</p><p><strong>The rich tourist. The career military man. The bachelor businessman. The quiet handyman.</strong></p><p>6 months and theyll be gone. I never let anyone stay longer, but with my bills piling up and my doubts worsening, I may be forced to give them an extension. I dont mind the quiet one, but the other three keep trying to get close. Do they think Im stupid? That a pretty face or easily bought deeds will impress me? I need them to see that none of that matters. Im not the person I was before. Those beautiful words only anger me, the kind actions only make me suspicious.</p><p>I wont let my heart or my mind be broken like my body. I wont.</p><p><em>(This is a Hawaiian Contemporary Why Choose/Polyamory Romance, which centres around a Kanaka Maoli woman, facets of Modern Hawaiian Culture, and Medical Trauma. See foreword for any/all TWs & CWs.)</em></p><p><strong>[LAST UPDATED/REVISED: 7/2023]</strong></p>...1230006428860_Kahaulalibro_electonico_efc4f4a7-741f-33f5-a815-4a5bc1c50b56_1230006428860;1230006428860_1230006428860Kahaula .InglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/bcd42d0e-edaa-41ee-ba2f-f5c728df26e7-epub-1605eefc-e711-4d72-b326-7ba83effe83e.epub2021-02-26T00:00:00+00:00Kahaula