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Chapter Twenty Eight: Not Another Asshole
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2025-02-22 10:56:34
LovetteFirst off, super big apologies for this late update :(( Drowning in mom responsibilities as we speak so I couldn't find the time to sit down and upload or write. Hence I might officially have to take a pause on updates for the timebeing. Whenever I do get some time, I always try to write so there could be times I will just randomly upload but for now, I currently don't have the capacity with everything going on. I promise as always that I will be back and these characters won't be forgotten. ♡ Thank you and see you all real soon again xx
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