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Twenty-four years. That’s all the time I’d been given in this cursed existence. Despite how hard, and miserable, and hot, and frustrating it had all proven to be, I’d bizarrely hoped for more of it.
“It’s going to bite you,” Kingfisher said. “No, it won’t. It—” It bit me.
HE WAS the first thing I saw. Always. My heart and my soul knew exactly where to find him.

