Ember Crown

He pulled his hands out of my shirt. His breathing was ragged.
Then I heard her voice on the quarry road.
Sabine
Ansel, baby. Where are you?
End of Chapter 4
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He pulled his hands out of my shirt. His breathing was ragged.
Then I heard her voice on the quarry road.
Ansel, baby. Where are you?
End of Chapter 4
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