Everything was her. The light, the dark, the day, the night. Her. Her. She was my first thought in the morning, my last thought at night. She’d taken possession of my soul. She was inside of me, consuming me.
Holland Jaeger (Keeping You A Secret p125, Julie Anne Peters)
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