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Charles and I once depended on each other to survive. We shared everything, even a single piece of bread, hoping the other would have more. Later, I sold him to a rich woman for two million. Years passed before we met again at an entrepreneurs' forum. He was elegant and distant, his success shining so bright it seemed to remind me how stupid I once was. I looked at him and thought, "What bad luck."