She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, — Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
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She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, feeling defeated.

— Natasha Farrant, The Things We Did For Love
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