The only confession Jolene had ever wrenched from him was that he had cared about her. — Erin McCarthy
The only confession Jolene had ever wrenched from him was that he had cared about her. — Erin McCarthy
The only confession Jolene had ever wrenched from him was that he had cared about her. — Erin McCarthy
The only confession Jolene had ever wrenched from him was that he had cared about her. — Erin McCarthy
The only confession Jolene had ever wrenched from him was that he had cared about her. — Erin McCarthy
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The only confession Jolene had ever wrenched from him was that he had cared about her.

— Erin McCarthy
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