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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave I don't want you to think about anyone in your past. No now, not ever again. You deserved a hell of a lot more than any of those bastards gave you.

I don’t want you to think about anyone in your past. No now, not ever again. You deserved a hell of a lot more than any of those bastards gave you.”t”If it helps,” she said with a faint smile, “I killed most of them.

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