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“The connection he felt with her at that moment was mind-boggling. "No regrets," he whispered. It was more of a statement than a question but she responded with a smile, shook her head and repeated the two words he'd just spoken with as much conviction as he felt. "No regrets." ~Gio~”

Quote by Elizabeth Reyes

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Elizabeth Reyes

Elizabeth Reyes is an active author whose works span a variety of genres. Although her exact birth and death dates are unknown, her contributions to literature have been extensive. more

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