Monique

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Rhiannon shifts her weight at my side, and she abruptly sniffles, the motion jerking her shoulders once. “Aurelie Donans.” A single tear escapes and I bat it away, ripping open one of the scabs along my cheek.
Monique
😭 she didn't get a rope.
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