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Rats And A Plan

作者: Ethel
last update 公開日: 2025-12-29 07:38:55

Aaron

Elle’s breathing finally steadies. Her fingers gradually loosen their grip on my shirt, easing the tension in the knot she’d made without actually releasing me.

Her mother being back wasn't the news I expected to hear when I brought her back, but it was clearly something I needed to add to my already stretched-out list of priorities.

Neil. Richard and now her mother.

They've all hurt her in one way or another. Bruised her both physically and emotionally, and I intend to pay them back ten
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