Marlee, what are you doing? Get under a tent before you burn your skin." She gave me a polite smile. "I'm happy here." "No, really," I said, putting a hand around her arm. "You'll look like my hair.
Kiera CassAll I want is your promise to stay with me, to be mine. Sometimes it feels like you can't possibly be real. Promise me you'll stay.” "Por supuesto. I promise.
Kiera CassI only really ever hug my mother. Is this okay?” he asked. I laughed. “It’s hard to get a hug wrong.
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