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Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one. That’s what I was supposed to say... he gasped out. Those were his last words.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
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Stunned
Stared
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