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"here," rafe watched in confusion as the gorgeous kook carefully slipped off his necklace, connected to it was a well-loved heart locket. rafe didn't speak as ransom placed it over his head and he hated that the weight of it on his chest brought a sense of comfort. "it was my mother's locket, it is all i have left of her. keep it with you, sweetheart. i worry this trip will lead to disaster, i just want you to be safe."
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cicada ❀ rafe cameron
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