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For another full minute, she releases everything she’s buried inside, and then she crumbles into my arms. I hold her upright, brushing the hair off her face. And her green eyes meet mine, drained but light. So fucking light. I don’t say anything. I just kiss her, breathing more life into her body.
Hothouse Flower (Calloway Sisters #2)
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