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Chapter 27 - A pretty crier...
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JanedoewritingsWell, that escalated quickly! If you’re still here after that wild ride, congratulations! You’ve just experienced one of the darker corners of my imagination. Remember, it’s all fiction, folks—no real-life blindfolds or handcuffs were harmed in the making of this chapter. As always, if you’ve enjoyed this twisted escapade, feel free to drop a comment. And if not, well, at least you got to experience something a little out of the ordinary! XOXO 💋
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