PLAY ALONG
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Last published Fri, Jun 21, 2024
"Play along darling, ooh! don't cry, I won't hurt you, not anymore..." Vincent whispered while shushing her down, his hand was on her face as to feel something as his eyes went up to the roof.
A psychopath he was , seeking revenge. Burning in flames of vengeance...
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