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than mine. At his age, I was still thinking about how to make my empire rise. I suppose my parents raised their expecta

y father rolled his eyes when he heard her and gave me a strong hug, letting me enter the living room. Once t

the bribes,

ttention to anything

e years old, with long, curly, dark hair. They're precious little girls, and I adore their gray eyes and how alike they

the dollhouse that

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n't moved away from me. Both are little devils who know how to get what they want. I wish I could say that I don't give

It was done this year, and I don't think he ever saw it because at that time he was traveling with my parents. Sometimes I give hi

he most impo

he twins wanted, what Mom thought about tattoos, tomorrow's event, Gabriel's excitement

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olded. "Don't talk to

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trying to encourage Gabriel. Men have d

yed, tilting her head uncomfortably. "Gabriel isn

n't think th

nothing. I know he won't be able to argue with my mother, and I won't force him to do so. I know he must rema

ething,

says. If he doesn't know how to open one, he won't be up

to argue with

r a comment that hasn

my father or I thought. Gabriel was growing up under my roof, he knew what I was like, and he knew my way of responding. Whatever my answer was, he was aware that he wouldn't be

tomorrow's event, I th

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