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Rhianna flashed Rose a small smile. Sometimes I have a chip on my shoulder. You know, the woe-is-me-I'm-such-a-martyr complex.

Christine Feehan

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Christine Feehan
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
Novelist
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Ukiah
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