blood was pulsating through tiny nail indentations within pale skin, allowing her to seat him on the comforts of a luxe spinny chair. a hand worked fast to flick honey hair away from worrisome eyes.
‘ no, jess, you know i wouldn’t do that. i just ━━ ‘ there were multiple facets to his CONCERNS.
‘ who’s baby is it ? justin’s ? is he even equipped to, like, HELP you with that ? ‘
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