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That's my favorite thing about him. I like to lie next to him when it's late, dark, and so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat. It's times like that when I'm sure that I'm in love.

Lauren Oliver

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 41
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
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