Poppy (not Da’Neer)

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“It’s nothing,” Caleb cut in. “We were just fucking around.” “Yeah,” I rasped as his words gutted me, slicing through the muscle of my heart and carving it up on a silver platter complete with a sprig of coriander as a garnish. “Nothing.”
Sorrow and Starlight (Zodiac Academy, #8)
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