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“Oh, if only I'd known, I would have looked after her like a little puppy, taken care of her and stayed with her through her days and nights, watching over her, so that she wouldn't have to be alone, caressing and soothing her, feeding her. You, and your tender loving care, Liv. How pathetic.”

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Book:The Pastor
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