Toxic (Ruin, #2)(74)


As everyone talked at once and piled into the house, I was left staring at the sunset, the same sunset that I’d seen at the end of every day. Last year it had reminded me of loss — and now? It reminded me of life.
“Hey, you coming?” Kiersten called.
“Yeah.” Smiling, I closed the door. “I am.”

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