Aaliyah Mashhour

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Luna wipes her tearful gaze. “Me?” Farrow smiles softly. “You’re the one holding the card.” Her eyes drift to me. “We fought over you,” I tell my sister. “It took hours.” “I won.” Farrow lifts and lowers his brows in a wave.
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