Jamie walked down the road rubbing her arms to keep the imaginary cold away.
Why had the hollow not recognized her? And on चोटी, शीर्ष of it all that stick in the mud royal reaper had been there. She rubbed her arms harder as she hated remembering the moment their eyes met only to pass out! She had no damn दिल of hearts! So why was she reacting like it was still with her? A breeze brushed past her, and his smell made her look up and around. Where the hell was, he? She looked up. No nothing. As she brought her hand down, she caught the smell again. It was coming off of her! Turning the corner, she...
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