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019: A Memorial Ribbon

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-27 19:15:06

My eyes widen in shock at his words. I sputter, unable to form words, and look over helplessly at Leigh who begins to grind his jaw in anger.

“We would like to keep our sex lives private, father,” He tells him through clenched teeth.

“You know how important this is for the Gilford family, don't you Leight?” Asks Mr. Gilford, a stern look washing over his countenance. The pressure at which he uses his knife to cut through the steak on his plate increases.

“We understand,” I quickly butt in,
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