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Painting Session

Auteur: Emarc
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-20 02:36:05

Caspian groans and I turn to see my parents SUV parked in front of the huge mansion.

"Don't get me wrong Sunshine, I like your parents, but couldn't they pick another time to pay us a visit?"

I giggle. So much for wanting privacy.

"We're here to bring some of the things that you might need, sweetie," explains mom cheerfully when we meet them inside the house. Genevieve is also here with them. "I know you would be moving in here soon, but we thought you might need these for tonight and tom
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