Ch3p42 3
Chapter: From Bad to Worse
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The voice continues: I WISH I WAS DEAD.
Nikita throwa all the deslusos and Márcia away using his other hands, finally creating a space between them. His left arm is now at a permanent odd angle.
The voice continues: I WISH I WAS DEAD.
Nikita throwa all the deslusos and Márcia away using his other hands, finally creating a space between them. His left arm is now at a permanent odd angle.
=( its so sad