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𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲, 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 / 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐍
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  • Reads 1,351
  • Votes 43
  • Parts 9
  • Time 38m
Ongoing, First published Sep 15
𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝟏𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐋𝐀. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥? 

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