Morgan White

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“Stop looking at them. Deep breaths.” “I can’t. What is happening?” “Don’t look at them.” Tears slide down my face. I’m about to explode. “But why are they—” Koen’s fist darts out to punch the mirror, shattering my reflection into a thousand small shards. “Here. Now they’re not doing that anymore.”
Mate (Bride, #2)
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