Jaida °•In my heart Is a christmas tree farm°•

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had to look away from her, from her dazzling smile and bright-blue eyes. It was too much, like staring into the sun. And the sun burned, I tried to remind myself. She’d burned me before, countless times. But I knew this time was different. We were different. Anything was possible. The thought was electrifying—and terrifying.
A Game of Hearts
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