cold / l.h
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Last published Sun, Aug 30, 2015
isabelle pierce has been cold before; nights on hayworth cliff when she wasn't quite sure her toes would make it and when she set her teeth and told him she's not in love with him, but she's never been cold in the way that she couldn't stop shivering because wherever his fingers had traced her skin felt like ice that he'd never warm up again
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