Leandra Parsons

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“It would be nice if a woman could trust me before I die.” My brow furrows before a disbelieving laugh slips from my lips. “Excuse me?” More laughter follows until my shoulders shake. The guard glances my way. “That was cheesy!” I tease, wiping tears from my eyes. “Maybe it’s true.” “Yeah, right.” I’m still sniggering.
Obsession
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