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I finally threw myself onto the pillows and gave into the tears.
in to
wouldn’t that mean us soulless monsters were incapable of love?
we
based on the cellphone laying smack dab in the middle of my face,
lying
Hello darkness, my old friend….
Hello,
“Anna,” Lucy whispered. “I don’t like the sound of that.”
whispered,
A girl could spot a good shoe a mile away, regardless of who wore them.
who wore it.
I could recall on one hand the number the times
number of times
She was a southern belle,
Southern
dress-wearing, tea-drinking southern belle.
Southern
“Oh, Lordt,” I muttered.
Lord,"
romantical
romantic
Vlad’ s jaw tightened.
Vlad's (way too much space)
Her hands hovering above me as though afraid to touch me.
hovered OR were hovering
