I love you best, and I'll miss you forever. — C.J. Redwine, The Shadow Queen
I love you best, and I'll miss you forever. — C.J. Redwine, The Shadow Queen
I love you best, and I'll miss you forever. — C.J. Redwine, The Shadow Queen
I love you best, and I'll miss you forever. — C.J. Redwine, The Shadow Queen
I love you best, and I'll miss you forever. — C.J. Redwine, The Shadow Queen
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I love you best, and I'll miss you forever.

— C.J. Redwine, The Shadow Queen
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