Our doubts in Cupid [DRAFT]

Our doubts in Cupid [DRAFT]

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THIS IS A DRAFT I USE THIS TO FIRST PLAN FOR THE FINAL VERSION CAUSE IDK WTF IM DOING, FEEL FREE TO GIVE ADVICE After her murder being deemed suicide, Katie thinks her death carries enough revenge to make her feel satisfied, but now that she's dead, can she change love's own view of humans and stop girls from facing her death? No she can't, but she can dam well try. Starting by figuring out where the hell she is.
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