lettheinkleaveitsmark

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All this time, I’d been afraid I’d be my own father, a selfish motherfucker who’d failed his kid. But he hadn’t been a father. Draven had filled those shoes. I wouldn’t be my own father. I’d be Draven.
Fallen Jester (Clifton Forge, #5)
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