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Archer

"What? I grabbed my mouth as I overheard Rose, Heather's mother and mother fights on who to have the unborn child.

"Demons."I punched the air. As burning urgency overwhelmed heartbreak as their twisted scheme spilled venomous from Mara and Rose's own mouths.

There is no time remained to cauterize wounds of revelation's ruthless blade flaying all gentle memory to tattered ruin