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dropped.

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as, who my mother was, and you painted me anyway. You let

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let me

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this. I painted you because I couldn't stop thinking about you, and yes,

ges ever

ou walk through this party alone, let Dominic tea

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knew at the party. You knew when

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to the room. "But clearly, I'm not

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for what we did. I could never be

to mid-thigh, covered in blue

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stopped

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awyer, explaining that my grandmother had left me mill

Asher said carefully. "

be using her. I'm about to become stepsiblings with three men I've-" I

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him. "I need to thin

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alked out before I could do some

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