𝑳𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒄𝒊𝒖𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒊́𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒊𝒐́𝒏 𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒏𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒂
𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒂 𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒊𝒐́𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒂
𝑪𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒔 𝒐𝒋𝒐𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒖́𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒊́𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒔
𝑳𝒆 𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒆𝒔𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒊́𝒂 𝒔𝒊 𝒔𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔
𝑵𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊́𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒖 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒆
𝑨𝒖́𝒏 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒆...
Chapter two¿?....
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Apr 29, 2021 10:38PM
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