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Heidi *Bookwyrm Babe, Voyeur of Covers, Caresser of Spines, Unashamed Smut Slut, the Always Sleepy Wyrm of the Stacks, and Drinker of Tea and Wine*
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Because Thea existed. And if she wrote to him, then he existed as well.
Her fingers were long and pale. There was dirt underneath her fingernails, just like there was always dirt underneath his.
Thea was his favorite feeling, even though he didn’t have a name for it.
He cleared his throat and turned her hand over in his. Alistair traced the outlines on her palms, the life line, the love line, and even her fortune line before he continued. “When I saw you in that clearing, I thought you were the most lovely girl I’d ever seen in my life. Not just because of your hair or how your eyes remind me of hot chocolate on a winter’s day. Not because of your clothes or how you stood up to my father, either. I thought you were beautiful because of the love in your eyes when you looked at Browning. A creature most people would have hated immediately.” “He’s easy to
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“How do you always show up with these in your hair?” She shrugged. “There are a lot of branches on my way to get here.” “You could cut them.” “But where’s the fun in that?” She placed a hand on his chest, feeling his heart beat beneath her palm. “I don’t mind if the forest wants to have its way with my hair.”
“It’s been years since I’ve seen her. A lifetime since I’ve spoken to her. So long that the letters I wrote her have curled, and the ink has faded. But sometimes I think of her, and it still gets harder to breathe.”
I cannot deny you anymore, Thea, not when you are so entangled in what I believe is happiness.”
