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CHAPTER 28–THAT DAY
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Anaya GrayHi everyone🫶🏻 Thank y’all for choosing to read my book. It means a lot to me. How is it going? It would be wonderful if you drop some comments too. Do you all feel for Alessandro for what he went through that night? Xoxo😘
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