Selfish (A OUAT, Peter Pan Fanfic)
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"Ah, lad, you see, Peter Pan. Never fails." He muttered quietly. Then he smirked at her, as though he knew who she was, eyes glinting with mischievous light. But that couldn't be possible, She had disguised herself. "You don't think I would've recognized my own son's magic?"
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