⋆.˚ ⭒.˚ rebecca  kavanagh ⋆.˚ ⭒.˚

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“You can have my neck later when we’re not committing crime.” “Promise?” “Have I ever broken a promise?” Before Juliette could say a thing, Roma spun her around, walking them forward. “No—don’t answer that. Rhetorical question.”
Last Violent Call
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