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The Murders that Bind Us [S. Sakamaki]
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- Votos 13
- Partes 22
"You're a woman," said Shu after a while, "there is no Jensen Clarke." Jessamine's eyes widened as his kissed trailed along her palm to the tip of her longest finger. "It's been you all along... hasn't it?" Jessamine only nodded and she could see Shu's shoulders slump ever so slightly. "And here I was, starting to believe that I was attracted to a man."
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