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... ted her.
Alia.
Standing by the small visitor couch... towering over Marcus who was asleep and snoring.
His freckled face was tilted slightly to the side, completely unaware of the chaos being drawn on him. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
And by chaos, I meant Alia’s small, mischievous tiny hands holding a black marker.
She was halfway done sketching a swirly mustache, complete with evil villain twirls, some very questionable eyebrows and a ...
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