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He cradled her cheek in his hand, and for a moment she hoped he might lean in and—no, bad Cora! He shot you today. He tried to eat you yesterday. She pulled back from him, and his lips twinged in a faint smile. He kissed her forehead instead.
The Puppeteer (Harrow Faire, #2)
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