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“Tamlin yanked off the glove on my left hand. Pure, bare skin greeted him. No tattoo. I was sobbing and sobbing, and his arms came around me. Every inch of them felt wrong.” — Sarah J. Maas
Tamlin yanked off the glove on my left hand.
Pure, bare skin greeted him. No tattoo.
I was sobbing and sobbing, and his arms came around me. Every inch of them felt wrong.