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Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became Adrian, only Adrian.

Richelle Mead

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
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Adrian
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