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chapter 19

Autor: CUTIE J
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-17 14:30:28

BLAINE

WHEN ABIGEAL stepped out dressed in all black, form fitting clothes and combat boots, I had to remind myself to look away and focused instead on something at the corner of the room.

What was wrong with me? My family had been taken, and the dominant thought in my head was how good a woman looked in leather.

I surprise myself sometimes.

Guilt ate at me as I watched her sling a bag onto her shoulders, followed by a sudden fear that I might never see her again, along with Aunt Esme and the r
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