Violet
Rhys’s steady stare doesn’t shift. One corner of his mouth has hiked up half an inch. He’s not kidding, and any protest on my part will serve no purpose beyond entertaining him.
Violet
Rhys’s steady stare doesn’t shift. One corner of his mouth has hiked up half an inch. He’s not kidding, and any protest on my part will serve no purpose beyond entertaining him.
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