
"Thank God, it's over ..."
Seeing the driver he told me to start dropping off some things, Rafa made a smile. With one hand carrying an iPad, the man descended the steps in his home.
"How are you, son? You're healthy, right?" rafa asked with a short hug to the body of her eldest son. A clap landed on Space's shoulders accompanied by a shady smile.
Although the content of the wife has reached the age of eight months, does not make An...
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