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He threw his hands up, scoffing as he rolled his eyes. “Have kids she said,” he muttered to himself. “It’ll be fucking fun, she said.”
“Don’t brighten your darkness or blunt your edges for anyone. You’re perfect the way you are.”
Rook was right. Family really was who you chose, not who you were born to. And this? This was mine.
