Monique

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“Violet?” My head whips toward the gate, and my heart combusts in a series of erratic beats that leaves me clutching my chest with the best kind of shock. No way. There’s no way. I stumble for the gate, forgetting to be stoic, to be emotionally untouchable, as she breaks into a run, her arms opening just before we collide. She sweeps me up, yanking me against her chest and squeezing tight. She smells like dirt and dragon and the coppery tang of blood, but I don’t care. I hug her back just as hard. “Mira.” I bury my face against her shoulder, and my eyes burn as she rests her hand on top of the ...more
Monique
awww I'm gonna cry!!!
Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)
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