Amour
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"Héléna!"
Je me retournai, avant de dire étonnée:
"Gabriel?"
~Bonjour/soir~
Comment allez vous?
Nouvelle histoire sur mon petit compte, j'espère que ça vous plaira :D
Je n'en dirai pas plus, à vous de découvrir ;)
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