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The King and Queen
MadlainQThank you for reading the final chapter of "Don't Reject Me" ❤️ I'm insanely grateful for all the support you've given me throughout this journey 🥹 I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you did please leave a review. Let others know the story is worth a try 🙏 Thank you for every comment, thumbs-up, and vote gem!!! 😍 💎 Now it's time to return to more contemporary romance with a sweet hint of comedy. The new journey will begin in two weeks. Check my 📸 (madlainq) for details.
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