Bliss Parker
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Last published Thu, Feb 29, 2024
hi I'm like literally new and I wanna try my luck so .... em... please read?
"Aria come".I dragged her out of the hall and we got into the car .
"My nails has has his blood do a DNA forensic test on it okay?" I told her and I coughed out blood ..
"I love you aria , so much" I said before closing my eyes
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