Sierra Hudyk

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“There you are, sweetheart.” A new voice breaks through the chaos swirling in my head. “Sorry I’m late. I was looking everywhere for you.” Ezra’s hand is warmer than Vera’s, superseding hers to slide up the back of my arm as he steps in close to press a kiss to my cheek. “I got held up.”
Sierra Hudyk
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