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“It wouldn't bring her back. I know. Trust me, I do. And I would have done far worse, he says, if I'd thought there was a way to bring Regina back. I would have traded places. I would have sold souls. I would have torn this world apart. I would have done anything, broken any rule, just to bring her back.”

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V. E. Schwab
V. E. Schwab

V. E. Schwab is a mysterious author whose personal life and achievements are not widely documented. Born on July 7, 1987, he has maintained a low profile to this day. more

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