Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else wer — A. Zavarelli, Crow
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Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else were to touch me, he’d break both their legs and an arm for good measure.

— A. Zavarelli, Crow
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