What I can do is
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but... what about the man? taeyongs father? why were his eyes dry? did he not care that his son was lying half-dead in a bed hooked up to at least half a dozen machines?
then, jaehyun noticed. the elder male was smirking darkly at a dark, purple splotch on taeyongs hand. the younger boys mouth fell open as the realisation of the cold, hard truth dawned on him.
YOU ARE READING
the truth untold
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