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“I can't leave you," he says hoarsely. "I can't leave you either," I say, shaking my head. "I can't." "Then don't," he says, and grabs me behind the neck and kisses me again, and the world is tilting, and everything goes black.”

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Boundless

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Cynthia Hand
Cynthia Hand

Cynthia Hand is an American author born in 1978. She is known for her young adult literature, particularly the 'Guardians' series, which combines elements of fantasy, romance, and growth. more

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