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Richelle MeadSage," he said. "What are you wearing?" I sighed and stared down at the dress. "I know. It's red. Don't start. I'm tired of hearing about it." "Funny," he said. "I don't think I could ever get tired of looking at it.
Richelle MeadI loved you and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up. You might as well have staked me.
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