Even In The Grave, All Is Not Lost
"How do you live with it?" Raven asked. "All of it. The choices. The guilt." Luna's hand came up to cover hers, though she didn't pull it away, just folded her fingers over Raven's in a firm but gentle hold. "Hope. Hope that there's something more to life than those choices, than surviving." Raven's skin burned under...
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