The Mafia King's Regret: She Moved On

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of-state university transfer. My g

s shaking slightly over the keyboard. I forced myself to foc

ked 'Submit', I fel

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o tired

store. It was crowded with

ard she liked, but her voice faded in

and

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up. His eyes locked ont

frown. He just stared, his

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me in four years, I

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as already be