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	<title>secret memoir | akyere | Favorites</title>
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				<title>akyere posted an update: My sister’s getting married in two months, right? And [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Sun, 09 Feb 2025 07:08:21 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My sister’s getting married in two months, right? And I’ve been her go-to for everything…<br />
dress shopping, vendors and co. She keeps saying how much she appreciates me and how<br />
I’m the ‘only person she can truly trust.’ Sweet, right?<br />
Well, yesterday, I was scrolling through her Pinterest boards to get ideas for her bachelorette<br />
party&hellip;</p>
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				<title>jaden posted an update: We had a deal… no strings attached. That was the whole [&#133;]</title>
				<link>https://secretmemoir.com/community-feed/p/861/</link>
				<pubDate>Sun, 09 Feb 2025 06:43:47 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We had a deal… no strings attached. That was the whole point with Afia. Just fun, no<br />
drama, no expectations. It worked for months. She’d call, I’d show up, and we’d<br />
leave it at that.<br />
Then I met Ama. She wasn’t like Afia. She’s soft, caring, the kind of girl you want to<br />
bring home to your family. So, when things got serious with Ama, I&hellip;</p>
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