Becky Sickmeyer

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“Blame? I meant every word I said to you that night.” “Every word?” I huffed, shocked. “So, you’re not sorry?” He stood taller and placed his hands in his jeans pockets. “Of course not. I only spoke the truth, and it’s a pity you’re just too emotional to fully accept it.”
The Gravity of Us (Elements, #4)
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