Claudia Woods' Point of View Pay Us Back, Claudia! A few days ago… Despite my watery eyes, I managed to smile in front of the mirror. My boyfriend, Franco, requested to see me after my grandmother's death. I didn't have the energy to get out of bed yet, but based on the text message I received from him, I'm confident the matter we'll be discussing is urgent. I could still see my grandma standing there, smiling at me, as I gazed around our flat. But the notion of her being gone from this world hurts my heart. To keep from sobbing, I bit my lower lip while fixing my purse. My grandmother died from a terminal disease. There was an opportunity to prolong her life, but my cousin and I could not afford it. Fortunately, we were able to borrow a big monetary base from loan sharks located just around the corner. "What do you want to talk about?" While seated across from her in a restaurant, I probed. It's late, but I'm not going to let this precious day pass without even hearing from hi
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