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... shedding realistic tears and calling for the attention of everyone around.

Zaria denied the claim with a serious face. “She’s crazy.”

“Call me crazy or whatever you want!” Angela turned her attention to the other shoppers who were starting to look over. “Since she is claiming that she isn’t trying to kidnap my daughter, can you ask her if she is her mother?” f𝘳𝚎𝑒𝚠𝑒𝚋𝘯o𝘃eƖ.co𝓂

The manager walked over to Zaria worriedly. “Ma’am, I’m so sorry for this. I saw you walki ...

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