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“I push everyone I love away." He shrugged. "I don't mind you pushing me away if it means you love me, little sister.”

Quote by Kristin Cashore

Book:Fire
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Fire

A gripping narrative that delves into the complexities of human emotion and societal tensions. more

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Kristin Cashore
Kristin Cashore

Kristin Cashore, born in 1976, is an accomplished American writer known for her unique narrative style and profound thematic explorations. Her works are highly appreciated by both young and adult readers. more

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