We're going to die, aren't we?" I asked bitterly.
He held me so tight I could hardly breathe. But I wanted tighter still. "Not here. I swear it.

Auteur: Megan Shepherd

We're going to die, aren't we?" I asked bitterly. <br />He held me so tight I could hardly breathe. But I wanted tighter still. "Not here. I swear it. - Megan Shepherd




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