My eyes lock on Rowan’s.... «The Fine Print»

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  valeriyatretyak

  2 мая 2022

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  My eyes lock on Rowan’s. Heat blooms in my stomach, spreading like wildfire across my skin from one look.
  
  Am I coming down with a fever? I knew that sniffling kid at my station yesterday didn’t have allergies.
  

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