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“I hate you," I whisper before he can speak. He tilts my face to his. "Say it again," he says as the imps comb my hair and place the ugly, stinking crown on my head.” — Holly Black
I hate you," I whisper before he can speak.
He tilts my face to his.
"Say it again," he says as the imps comb my hair and place the ugly, stinking crown on my head.