his little thing
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Ongoing14m
Last published Sun, Dec 21, 2014
*was The Wrong Number IS The Right Number*
LESLIE's POV I fell on the ground with a purple mark across my cheek. "What did I tell you what would happen if you broke up with him!?" My father yelled coldly. I stood up carefully. "I'm not the one who broke up with him dad, Caleb broke up with me" I say bravely ready to be slapped across the face again. He glares at me and the next thing I knew was I was on the ground.
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