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“I must go," she says, leaning in to kiss him one last time. "Try to remember me." He laughs, the sound breezy and light as he pulls her close, leaves ghosts of charcoal fingers on her skin. "How could I possibly forget?” — V.E. Schwab
I must go," she says, leaning in to kiss him one last time. "Try to remember me."
He laughs, the sound breezy and light as he pulls her close, leaves ghosts of charcoal fingers on her skin. "How could I possibly forget?