Mekenzie Snelling

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She embraced him, and he found himself weeping. The daughter he’d never had, the little child of the streets. Though she was still small, she’d outgrown him. And she loved him anyway. He held his daughter close against his own broken soul.
Mekenzie Snelling
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Secret History (Mistborn, #3.5)
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