The Wild Mustang & The Dancing Fairy (St. Mary’s Rebels 1.5)
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“No, not right now, okay?” She hugs me again. “Right now, you just need to save yourself.”
And then I can’t stop crying.
I can’t stop sobbing as I cling to my friend.
I cling to her like she’ll save me like I want to save his car.
But the truth is that no one can save me.
I’m already dying.
I’ve already fallen in love with a villain.