Nervous, Worry...
What a father always is.
P.w:Look at that Soft Hands, Looks like you want to kiss them.
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Defending Jacob,
Okey. imagine your son killed his classmate and Late Late you enter into his room, Looking for a murder weapon.
and you still believe in you child
"oh man...how could he do that?"
after while you finally find that knife in his bedside drawer.
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