Haley Pallera

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She would never admit it to him, but she was feeling a little too tired to lie to herself, and she had to admit, she loved the way Jacks smelled, like apples and magic and crisp, cold nights that made her want to curl up in a blanket.
The Ballad of Never After (Once Upon a Broken Heart, #2)
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