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She called herself a ghost. But I was the one that was going to haunt her.
But as much as I loved the taste of her fresh fear on my tongue, to think of the source of that fear being me . . . It wasn’t something I thought I could put her through.
It was as if Ames had seen and lived a thousand lifetimes yet still looked at me as if I were the only person in the world. It felt easy with him.
“I’m going to ask one more time. Who. Did. That. To. You?”