kaz ruby 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

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“She said our boy is home.” I stared at her, taking a breath before I answered. “He’s not our boy, Oma.”
kaz ruby 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅
our boy?!??!
Spells for Forgetting
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