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02 Part II

Author: Celine
last update Last Updated: 2020-07-29 14:22:11

"What?" Genevieve asked silently, clutching her arms even closer to her chest in the dark of the room as her mother laughed in response, lacing her fingers together and setting them on her knees. She was a calculating bítch, that was for sure. She'd strike with the precision, venom and irony of a snake—the very scales prominent on her rather dry shins.

"Well, come on. It's not like you would be off reading silently in a corner, you're a troubled skànk, at best." A smile broke on

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Christina Baker
So far its good
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Christina Baker
There is a typo “sheets” is weitten as “shits”
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