Octavia Atlas

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She didn’t smile back, but she didn’t pull her hand away. She followed the woman who trotted ahead of her, her red-gloved hand beckoning like a spring rose that had confused the seasons and bloomed in winter, bright and beautiful and defiant.
Once Ghosted, Twice Shy (Reluctant Royals, #2.5)
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