Charis Wheeler

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“Of course. I’ve got the fox. Don’t worry about him,” I told her. “Go on. I’m right behind you.” I gave her another kiss on her forehead. “Go.” And then, so that only she could hear: I love you, Little Osha. I love you, too.
Brimstone (Fae & Alchemy, #2)
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