“Mica,” I whispered into the side of her neck, right where I’d once left a temporary mark. She drew back, beaming at me. Echoed in her grin was the smile of her little boy, the child I barely even dared to wish for. “Come on,” Michaela told me happily. “We’ll climb up together.” From far above, t
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