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But tears rise to my eyes as I squeeze my gut. Ojore … Skies, he was my oldest friend. “Do not grieve him.” Mother squeezes my hand. “Do not let that traitor twist your mind!
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How does she know what he was thinking about?
Children of Virtue and Vengeance (Legacy of Orïsha, #2)
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