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... er back against the wood, her chest heaving. Her fists were balled tight, her nails cutting crescents into her palms.
That woman. That cursed, unchanging woman.
For a brief second on that balcony, when Cherry’s mouth was on hers and her laughter spilled against her neck, Candy had foolishly allowed herself to believe, just for one heartbeat, that Cherry had chosen her.
That maybe the exile years and the crown obsession had dulled her hunger. That maybe she wanted a home, ...
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