Julie Swanson

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There are no words. None are needed. She cries and trembles, using my presence to let go and lean, while she mourns the heart I broke. I hold her soft strength tightly against me and mourn with her. I hold her with every breath in my body. I hold her through the sadness.
Knotted (Trails of Sin, #1)
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