My Baby Has No Last Name
She threw up until there was nothing left but her own bad thoughts.
Roxy
Breathe. I've got you. Whatever it is, I've got you.
Jolene
It's the paint fumes. It has to be the paint.
End of Chapter 5
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveShe threw up until there was nothing left but her own bad thoughts.
Breathe. I've got you. Whatever it is, I've got you.
It's the paint fumes. It has to be the paint.
End of Chapter 5
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