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LIVING A LIE

作者: Authouress Debbie
last update 公開日: 2025-05-20 13:02:51

ELENA

Apparently, there was a door in the tall white walls I’d just breezed past.

And that was where she had come out of.

She stood there, glaring at me like I was an odd, out-of-place object in the room.

“Where do you think you’re headed?” She demanded, crossing her arms.

“I’m here to see Atlas,” I replied, a little tempted to add ‘obviously’…

“Well,” she flipped her hair backwards and started towards me, “you can’t see him without an appointment, so you should leave.”

“Well who says we don’t
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  • Falling in love with the Devil’s son   IN LOVE

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  • Falling in love with the Devil’s son   THE FILE

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  • Falling in love with the Devil’s son   FOUND YOU

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