Two Sides of a Story

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Parts 9
Time 52m

We're on two sides of a story, my love and I. But we didn't care. Love doesn't know boundaries between friend and foe. No one knew the consequences, because neither of our kind had done anything like it before. This is our tale.All Rights Reserved

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