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Strippers Cunt#4

Autor: Miss J
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-12 23:21:02

Hazel's Pov

I stood up.

My legs felt shaky, but I forced myself to move toward the door. I needed air. I needed a second to think. Then the reality of the situation slammed into me all over again.

Where exactly was I going to go?

Back to the cell?

Back to Victor’s accusations and a system that already decided I was guilty because of one drunk text?

I had no money for a lawyer. No family who would fight for me. No one waiting outside with bail.

I stopped with my hand on the door handle, then
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