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“Goodnight,” he leaned over to whisper against my head. “But never goodbye.” “Never goodbye,” I agreed, as two hands captured mine, pulling my arms over Fjor’s legs to rest against the man either side of him. “Never goodbye” — Jane Washington
Goodnight,” he leaned over to whisper against my head. “But never goodbye.”
“Never goodbye,” I agreed, as two hands captured mine, pulling my arms over Fjor’s legs to rest against the man either side of him.
“Never goodbye