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“To be fair, we had this conversation when he and I were fourteen. Long before you enlightened us on the error of our anti-feminist tendencies. Still, it's a promise I've always taken seriously. Especially since, at the time, I did see you as a little sister. Obviously, things have changed since them.”

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Book:His Until Midnight
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