Delora Leroux

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“I live you, Sky,” I say against her lips. “I live you so much.” And as perfect as that word sounds, as perfectly as it describes the point we’re at, I know it’s a lie. I don’t just live her. I love her. I’ve loved her since we were kids.
Losing Hope (Hopeless, #2)
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