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“You, sir, are not only a selfish asshole, but you're a coward. You didn't have the balls to stand and fight for what was yours, instead you chose to flee and force others into a fight that wasn't even theirs to begin with.”

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Book:My Wolf Cowboy
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My Wolf Cowboy

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