[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him. — Lauren Oliver, Rooms
[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him. — Lauren Oliver, Rooms
[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him. — Lauren Oliver, Rooms
[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him. — Lauren Oliver, Rooms
[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him. — Lauren Oliver, Rooms
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[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him.

— Lauren Oliver, Rooms
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