Christina Bertolo

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“I’ll give you a moment. Take your time. I have forever.”  I kiss her forehead and let her go, but I don’t make it far before she’s clutching onto my hand.  “Please don’t go,” she quietly pleads, clutching onto my hand hard.  I wrap her up in a tight embrace, and she does the same. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
Please Don't Go (The Midnight Strike, #1)
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