Everyone wanted what she couldn't have. — Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy
Everyone wanted what she couldn't have. — Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy
Everyone wanted what she couldn't have. — Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy
Everyone wanted what she couldn't have. — Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy
Everyone wanted what she couldn't have. — Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy
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Everyone wanted what she couldn't have.

— Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy
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