“Fucking Goldilocks,” I grumble, hating that I’m thinking in nursery rhyme. “I’m a little concerned with how much you despise a fictional character.” Valen stretches his arms over his head. “Really? Because I’m not. She’s a thief and a liar. What’s there to like?” Valen arches an imperious eyebrow. “For starters, do you know her backstory? No. All we get is that one day she wandered in. What if her family was starving her? Did you ever think of that?” “She’s still a thief and a liar. She could have waited and asked—” “I’m sorry, have you seen yourself in bear form? There’s no way in hell a
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