Stephanie Poindexter

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A sour taste gathered in my mouth as I placed my hand on my chest. Ash asked me if I was okay, and I nodded. I didn’t feel different, yet I did. The presence I hadn’t been aware of for most of my life was gone, but Sotoria’s parting words lingered. We will meet again.
A Fire in the Flesh (Flesh and Fire, #3)
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