WHO'S THE CULPRIT?!
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  • Partes 6
  • Hora 22m
  • LECTURAS 135
  • Votos 15
  • Partes 6
  • Hora 22m
Concluida, Has publicado may 22, 2020
They act as my friends in front of me because they need me. But I already knew, they don't like me. They don't want me. 

But still I treated them as my friends and now they are getting killed one by one.

I'm afraid. So afraid.

Am I next? Am I the next target?

And ---

WHO'S THE CULPRIT?!

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