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Technically, I’d already died eight times before I was thirteen, and if I’d been a cat, I would have been concerned. But I was a little girl, and I had bigger things than death to worry about.
He collected regrets while she gathered resentment. Sometimes people don’t know they’re in love until they’re not.
If you can’t find your way back to Happy, Navigate to the place you know as Less Sad.
