A Quote by Alexandra Bracken
No part of you is dark or ugly,' I said sharply, squeezing his hand. 'Not to me, not ever. Do you understand?
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You’ll hate me,” she said, her arms locked around him because she couldn’t not hold him when he was close. “One day, you’ll hate me.” It was the thing she most feared. Hand fisting in her hair, he pressed his forehead to her own, his eyes night-glow in the dark. “I will love you until the day they put me in the earth.
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