Grace. I held on to that name. If I kept that in my head, I would be OK.

Grace.

I was shaking, shaking; my skin peeling away.

Grace.

My bones squeezed, pinched, pressed against my muscles.

Grace.

Her eyes held me even after I stopped feeling her fingers gripping my arms.

Sam," she said. "Don't go.

Autore: Maggie Stiefvater

Grace. I held on to that name. If I kept that in my head, I would be OK.<br /><br />Grace.<br /><br />I was shaking, shaking; my skin peeling away.<br /><br />Grace.<br /><br />My bones squeezed, pinched, pressed against my muscles.<br /><br />Grace.<br /><br />Her eyes held me even after I stopped feeling her fingers gripping my arms.<br /><br />Sam," she said. "Don't go. - Maggie Stiefvater



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