Eazy Breezy ☕️

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He didn’t know why he bothered. He hadn’t forgotten her words that day on the beach. I hope you spend the rest of your miserable, immortal life suffering. I hope you spend it alone. I hope you live with regret and guilt in your heart and never find a way to endure it. Her vow, her curse, whatever it had been, had held true. Every word of it.
Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass #0.1–0.5, 1–7)
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