The Betrayal of a Dying Heart

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the phone smiling?

grabbed Duard's arm. "You said they wouldn't kill him! You

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he stammered out. "I kept

hit her like a physical blow. She had been a willing participant, but she had been

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. "I didn't mean for it to go this far, Jesse, I s

ling to it. She looked at him, her eyes filled with a desperate need to

dding slowly. "Okay, Dua

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