In Every Quote, It Was You
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Complete Sun, Nov 2, 20251h 36m
She fell for the words on a nameless page.
She didn't know the one behind them already knew her better than anyone else.
Now she's caught between a stranger who sees her soul...
and a co-star who's been silently protecting it all along
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