When she reached home, Banke opened the letter. She saw just a small note: Sorry you are reading this.The truth will be known about my condition later. Just be assured nobody killed me. … Continue reading hidden truths 4
When she reached home, Banke opened the letter. She saw just a small note: Sorry you are reading this.The truth will be known about my condition later. Just be assured nobody killed me. … Continue reading hidden truths 4
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