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He was abominable...and the most alluring, tortured soul I'd ever met.

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Becca Fitzpatrick
Age: 45
Born: 1979
Born: February 3
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Utah
Abominable
Alluring
Tortured
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That woman. Vee hissed, I'm making the sign of the cross right now.
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Patch stood over me, and a drop of rain slid from his hair, landing like ice on my collarbone. I felt it slide along my skin, disappearing beneath the neckline of my shirt. His eyes followed the raindrop, and I began to quiver on the inside.
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