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love you,” she breathes, sliding her arms around my neck. “I promised myself I never would, but I fell in love with you.” My smile is so broad that I worry my cheeks will split, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything other than her at this moment. And I kissed her. 
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Rise of the Cinder Fae (Dark Hearts Fairytale Retellings, #1)
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