Alyssa Morrison

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“I can prove the penny’s luck. It brought you to us,” Rose said. Elsa wet her dry, dry lips. “You are the daughter I always wanted,” Rose said. “Ti amo.” “And you are my mother,” Elsa said. “You saved me, you know.” “Mothers and daughters. We save each other, sì?”
The Four Winds
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