Renae

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Words were thrown into the void between us and left there to perish. He used to hear me out, even when words were nothing but twirls on the carpet and jerking limbs, but that was before. It was never that he lost the ability to hear. He lost the ability to listen.
The Prince of Prohibition (Fae of the Roaring Age, #1)
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