Isabella Carrasco

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“I missed you,” he murmured, kissing the top of my head. I drew a deep breath, inhaling his uniquely Heath scent. “I’m sorry. I hate that I caused so much tension between you all. Nate’s a dick, but the rest of you don’t need me fucking up your lifelong friendships.” “Hey!” Nate protested, and I ignored him.
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