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047: My World

Author: Rosa Kane
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-01-21 13:51:36

HUNTER

Anya had no idea how much her words meant to me. Hearing her say she’d give me a chance was like a light breaking through the darkness I’d carried for years. I held her close as she sat on my thighs, my arms wrapped tightly around her.

But as I looked at her, calm and trusting in my hold, my mind drifted back to a day that still haunted me. The day in Panama when I almost lost her.

I had left her in our hotel room, planning to grab food for her. I remembered telling her to stay in
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reneewalker981
Interesting
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Stainless
I had suspected that hunter saw her picked the camera, Anya should just give up on this stupid plan of hers
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I said it na I knew Hunter was aware of everything going on He’s just pretending not to know to Anya
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