Remember Me? »l.p
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"If you know me so well, then
tell me , who am I really ?" I
asked him.
"Ashlyn Marie Murray, you were my childhood best friend, but you're a Killer ..." he whispered.
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This is my first book so I'm sorry for it being sucky.. and please don't copy this book, if you do I will hunt you down and you will have to deal with me..
Thanks !! *innocent smile*
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