Trudie Mccomb

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Alone in the hallway, Celaena watched the shadows cast by the torches. It hadn’t been the mere impossibility of a relationship with Ilias that had made her pull away. No; it was the memory of Sam’s face that had stopped her from kissing him.
The Assassin and the Desert (Throne of Glass, #0.3)
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