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I urge you: bite me. Sign my death with your teeth.
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America's sweetheart, starved straight to death. And some say they're still peeling her out of that bed, bless her heart. Unknown, Pinterest.
Rafe Cameron does not know love.
He's been clawing through dirt since he was about eight years old. No matter how hard he scrubs the dirt from under his nails. It will always be there.
There are some things that will always just be there.
Like knowing your mother is dead. It's just that. Dead.
I mean, Becca Verona hadn't always been dead. She grew up lovely. She grew to be a girl in Nevada. Her hair was always down. She always wore cow boots and soft dresses that felt just right. She was always smiling. Till her daddy died when she was twenty six. Heart attack. Such a shame.
