Hi, Darling! I’m Cyrus. You might not know me, which is fine… I guess. (Side-eye.) But I’m here to give a quick recap of the fuckery happening in Devram. So let’s get right to it because I have a card game to win.
“The two of you share everything else. Certainly this wouldn’t have to be any different as long as the babes produced are Luka’s.” Share everything else?
“If you were my Match, I wouldn’t call you such a thing,” he said and her eyes darted to the side. Until he said, “I would call you my wife, my partner, my light. Anything but my Match.”
Swoon🥰🥰🥰
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