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“Merry Christmas, Grayson,” I said. I was on the verge of proposing a tie, but I didn’t get the chance. “Avery?” Grayson took a step toward me, and his lips curved into one of those very Grayson Hawthorne smiles, subtle but true. “You win.”
Games Untold: An Inheritance Games Collection
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