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twenty eight | you're a crisis to my faith

"You're not my mother." I wasn't sure if I was trying to tell myself or her. "My mother is dead. She died when I was eight years old." I bit my bottom lip to keep them from trembling.
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Writer: agatharozaagatharoza
Will this reunion mend Xyrra’s heart or break it?
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It all started with a meet cute in the club, just like any other love...
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