Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both — Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
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Wesley's touch lingers on my skin. His music echoes through my head. I remind myself as I scrub my skin that we are both liars and con artists. That we will always have secrets, some that bind us and some that cut between us, slicing us into pieces.

— Victoria Schwab, The Unbound
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