Britt DS

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My chest hammers like it’s being pelted with hail. “Judd…” My voice is thick, my jaw tight. Lu meets my eyes, hers red-rimmed as she shakes her head and says the most devastating words. “He died in my arms.” Her voice is broken, misery punching straight through.
Britt DS
My haert is breaking.
Goldfinch (The Plated Prisoner, #6)
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