Koraima Garza

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A present. Wrapped in black crepe paper and tied with silver thread. And beside it, smiling down at me, was Rhys. He’d propped his head on a fist, his wings draped across the bed behind him. “Happy birthday, Feyre darling.”
A Court of Frost and Starlight (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3.5)
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