“What is this from?” Her pulse was already racing. So was his.
Grim shivered as she traced the scar’s jagged mark. “Just someone trying to kill me.” He placed his hand over hers. “Hearteater,” he said, the ghost of a smile on his lips. The name was back. “Right now, you’re killing me.”
— Jan 03, 2023 12:36AM
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