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Chapter Fifty nine
I glare at him, technically, shooting daggers at his face. "And see who's talking? Yesterday, I though you had a different perspection over this... practical dating of ours, or what did you refer to it as, if I'm not correct." I finish my words in such a way that it didn't sound like I was quizzi
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