𝐍𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧.
𝐓𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲 2:12𝐀𝐌.
𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈𝐋.
"𝖨'𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍 𝗎𝗉" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖽.
𝖨 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖳𝗂𝗆𝗆𝗒 𝖯𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖨 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖱𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌.
𝖨 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖫𝗈𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖦𝗎𝖼𝖼𝗂 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.
𝖨 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾.
𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐲💕:
𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖼𝖺𝗍 𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗒 😴
𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖲𝖱𝖳 𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖼𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌.
"𝖦𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝖽" 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗎𝗆.
"𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝖽" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌.
"𝖶𝗁𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 ? 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗋 ?" 𝖨 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾.
"𝖨𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍, 𝖨 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒" 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁.
𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗌. 𝖨 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐.
"𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾.
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