Chapter33

Louise Baston 1.2k words

 

I was a weasel.

Not just any kind of weasel, but the very worst kind. They betraying, backstabbing kind. The kind that promised they loved their big brother more than the sun and the moon, and the very gravity that had them orbiting.

I was a liar pants.

I was a lying...

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