𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍,𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝙰𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍.
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The Haunting Bond: How I became the wife of my parents murderer
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