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Vivian’s laugh evoked a strange sensation in my chest. Heartburn? Investigate later.
I inadvertently hoarded them the way dragons hoarded jewels.
including the distinctive twin Russo dragons.
“You can’t see the stars in New York,” Dante said. “So I brought the stars to you.”
Love wasn’t always about the big moments. More often, it was tucked in the small moments connecting the major ones.
A part of me would always find my way to her. She was my North Star, the brightest jewel in my sky.
