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“Congratulations, Daddy. It’s a girl,” Lina said. She slid her phone out of its sleeve and snapped a picture of me. “Stop,” I ordered gruffly. “Don’t worry. I cropped it at the waist so no one will see what kind of weaponry you’re packing,”
Things We Hide from the Light (Knockemout, #2)
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