I can hear our hearts breaking."A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine d — Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

I can hear our hearts breaking."A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine d — Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

I can hear our hearts breaking."A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine d — Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

I can hear our hearts breaking."A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine d — Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

I can hear our hearts breaking."A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine d — Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

I can hear our hearts breaking."A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine does him. His lips nearly skim mine. "I’ll shield your ears from the sound of heartbreak.

— Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

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