[sandejas boys 1]
He hates her so much he can't think of anything else.
She's invaded his senses--smell, sight, sound.
What's left?
Ah.
Taste and touch.
[sandejas boys 1]
He hates her so much he can't think of anything else.
She's invaded his senses--smell, sight, sound.
What's left?
Ah.
Taste and touch.
Rhysand,
Everything is in here. I'm sorry I stole them.
Your hoodie,
your cologne,
your earrings,
your college shirt and all your other shirts,
your watch.
The key to this house.
I'm not giving you b...