It's not that he hated the wooden cube. It's what was inside it that he didn't like. — Caroline Cairn, Forever Hers
It's not that he hated the wooden cube. It's what was inside it that he didn't like. — Caroline Cairn, Forever Hers
It's not that he hated the wooden cube. It's what was inside it that he didn't like. — Caroline Cairn, Forever Hers
It's not that he hated the wooden cube. It's what was inside it that he didn't like. — Caroline Cairn, Forever Hers
It's not that he hated the wooden cube. It's what was inside it that he didn't like. — Caroline Cairn, Forever Hers
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It's not that he hated the wooden cube. It's what was inside it that he didn't like.

— Caroline Cairn, Forever Hers
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