I glance over my shoulder,... «Heartless»

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  valeriyatretyak

  29 января 2023

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  I glance over my shoulder, seeking that flash of coppery hair. And she’s there, smiling, gripping the metal fence panel with one hand, the other slung over her stomach, looking at me like I hung the moon—and for her I would.
  

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