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18

Bran

"Fuck." I muttered to myself as I left the kitchen for the third time in the last 20 minutes making sure dinner would be perfect.

What did I care if Anne had an enjoyable meal? But Jesus Fuck, I did.

The woman was getting under my skin, and I didn't like it, especially since she had reiterated ...

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