The Transgressor ✓Proverbs 13 Vrs 15✓
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" You can't deny the fact that God wants to use you Elizabeth work for...."
" Get out!" she said in a low voice.
" Eliza....."
" I said get the fuck out"
Okay.... There isn't much description to this story but.. if you read you will understand. XX.
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