Cane and Table

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KILLIAN When she first emerged from the staircase my heart skipped a beat. I was certain now more than ever that she was of angel heritage. I had spent some time talking to her father Christopher while we waited for Lilibeth to finish getting ready. It was almost as if he could tell I was different, that I was more like his daughter than he had originally realized. I got straight up angel vibes from her father, he almost seemed like an ethereal being, and while he was handsome beyond measure you could see the years spent on earth were catching up to him slowly. The crows’ feet beside his eyes were a huge giveaway. I let Lilibeth lead me from the house to my car. I loved having her walk in front of me, the dress she had on clung to her back as it flowed over her perfect ass and swayed bac

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