Zahirymar Flores

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My breath hitches, and everything fades away as she walks in on her father’s arm. My Celestial. She’s like a vision from my wildest dreams, the ones where I get to live in the past just a little longer, and looking at her hurts.
The Broken Vows (The Windsors, #4)
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