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I tried, gods knew I tried, to despise everything about her. Tried to forget her strange breathy laugh when she thought she said something funny. Tried to forget the way she used to practice her braids on my hair. Hells, I tried to forget the peace that came from falling asleep beside her even as a boy.
Night of Masks and Knives (The Broken Kingdoms, #4)
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