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The Trap He Called Love

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-17 20:01:02

"No," he said, and his voice came out fierce and firm. "No, absolutely not. You are not ending this pregnancy. You are not raising this baby alone. I love you, Sable. I love you and I want to be with you and I want to raise this child with you. Celestine means nothing to me. She has never meant anything to me. I married her because my father made me promise on his deathbed, and I have spent three years regretting it. She's boring and she's plain and she's useless and she has never made me feel
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Cynthia
I am still sad about the abortion but what's done is done. If I did such a drastic thing, I would NEVER take back the man who was the father. Keir deserves the witch he has now
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Jazzo
Is the baby really his? Hmmmmmm
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