Desiree

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“Don’t go. Please.” Willow’s green eyes filled with unshed tears, sparkling in the light. “I couldn’t…” She swallowed roughly. “I couldn’t bear it if you were gone.”  “Willow…” I pulled her into my body, letting her bury her face in my chest as I flattened my palms against her back. “I’d never leave you, my little witch.” 
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