shattered pieces.
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he's your son, please take care of him because my parents don't let me.
do a test if you don't believe it. -JMR-
He crumples the note before throwing it out the window. He picks up the crying baby into his arms, leaving the harsh rain behind when he pushes the door close.
Foreword
"The kid's suffering because of you, you arrogant head! If you can't take good care of him, at least give him up to someone else who can!"
"I don't give a flying , and you need to get the out of my house."
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