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Christmas Eve and Gift Boxes...
OluwatoyosiOkay, I'm so sorry, I haven't updated in a while but I got another idea and thought, Of course, I have to share this. I worked on it and here it is... I know the Chapter was a bit longer than usual but everything must be in its right place, right? Anyway, how was the chapter? Who do you think sent the gift box? And what do you think Precious took from it's owner?
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