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I can barely breathe. The boy who taught me how to dance, healed my wounds, asked me my favorite color under the stars— “You’re lying,” I choke out. He lets out a raspy laugh. “No, you’re lying to yourself, Paedyn.”
Powerless (The Powerless Trilogy, #1)
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