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There never has been and never will be anyone but you for me. Twisted souls like ours can't help belonging together, will of the gods be damned. Quintet or not, bound or not, I was always going to be yours, darling. Wherever you rest your pretty head, keep this under your pillow until I return to you. And please dream of me, for if I could dream, it would always be of you.
"Shut up before I puke. Here's the highly edited short version, Hellion. Crypt's jackass father has a thing for not-very-alive people, okay? He thought this one succubus chick was dead in a crypt when, really, she was just super passed out from crying over her newly deceased husband.

