He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not ove — Sophie Jordan, Firelight
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He stiffens against me, pain written all over the mess of a face. He grabs my face in his hands. Holds me. "It's not over. We're not through, Jacinda." His eyes blister, glitter darkly."I'll find you. I will. We'll be together again.

— Sophie Jordan, Firelight
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