Swapped Family

Swapped Family

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On the day Valencia D'Angelo was born, she was swapped with Alessia. No one knew about the incident, it wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't planned but it happened. No one suspected anything. No one questioned anything until they got a call from LAPD saying a girl named Valencia needed someone to take custody of her. They doubted it until they saw her. She had their mother's beautiful brown eyes and their father's features. Four of the youngest brothers didn't like her, they felt as if they were betraying the sister they grew up with if they were to get to know Valencia. She had to live with them or go into foster care. No one except the eldest brother of the Family knew she was going to live with them for three month and then make a decision whether to stay or not. *** Updates every Sunday Started: 10.3.2024 Finished:
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