"But you've given me what I don't possess. “What can I do?” “Go and see her. ’ ‘Did no one know, then?’ ‘No, for the vicomte, we learned later, wrote to General Lord Charvill in pursuit of his sister. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDEzLjU5Ljc2LjE1MCAtIDI0LTA5LTIwMjQgMTE6MjU6NTcgLSAzMjMyNjMwMjA=
This video was uploaded to tructiepcauthongthuongde.org on 21-09-2024 22:17:06
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8