Phoebe

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his head slowly and touched his cool lips to mine for the second time, very carefully, parting them slightly. And then I collapsed. “Bella?” His voice was alarmed as he caught me and held me up. “You . . . made . . . me . . . faint,” I accused him dizzily.
Phoebe
she needs her iron levels checking
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