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‘I have a plan, Em. A good one.’
Оглавление‘I know you do. I’m sorry.’ She shoved limp brown hair back from her face and sat again with her glass. ‘I just…I attended my own funeral today. There’s just no way to improve a day that started with throwing clods of dirt on your own coffin.’
‘I know.’ My hand tightened around Tod’s. I hadn’t seen myself buried, but I had been…well…murdered. Sacrificed, in fact. As a virgin.
Cliché? Sure. Painful? Hell yes.
Reversible?
Nope.
