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Charade
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penakecilputi
Complete, First published Oct 31, 2022
Mature
18adorableaffairblooddarkfantasyfamilyfantasyforestfreshhomehorrormaturemisteryphysiologicalromancescarysecretshortstorysweetthriller
I knew it wouldn't be long before, everything would be exposed. And I was pretty prepared for that moment, especially with the presence of a girl who I knew what her background was. I'm not stupid not to accept the girl on purpose, I know and deliberately accept and get her involved in my case and seem to be a lifesaver for everyone around her. Perhaps now this letter is also in the hands of the girl. I'll tell you a little story here. I'll tell you everything, lest you think that Sarah is the one who hurts the most here and you make me a selfish and accomplished sinner.
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