I wonder if I did the wrong thing in letting go of Harry. Sure, people think I'm an idiot. But no, I see what's going on. Kinda have to. Growing up with seven brothers... seven! You learn to read boys.
Don't know why I've been so insistent. Maybe because for a minute there, he was mine... and only mine. I held the title of his girl. For the first
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Your brother.
*woe*
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