Elle

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“What were you doing?” he whispers harshly, his gaze pinning me in place. I just shake my head, tears welling in the back of my throat. “You’re okay,” I say. “Your face…” He manages a stiff smile. “I told you I would be fine. The question is, are you?”
A Ship of Bones & Teeth
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