He Erased the Wrong Luna

His jacket smelled like coffee and road dust, nothing like Merrick, and that was the only reason she could breathe.
Nola
Don't tell me it's okay.
Foster
I wasn't going to.
End of Chapter 6
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His jacket smelled like coffee and road dust, nothing like Merrick, and that was the only reason she could breathe.
Don't tell me it's okay.
I wasn't going to.
End of Chapter 6
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