“She belonged to me,” Chris said simply. “She was,...

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She belonged to me,” Chris said simply. “She was, you know, all the things I wasn’t. And I was all the things she wasn’t. She could paint circles around anyone; I can’t even draw a straight line. She was never into sports; I’ve always been.” Chris lifted his outstretched palm and curled his fingers. “Her hand,” he said. “It fit mine

— j picoult - the pact (via cultivate-romance) (via creampuff)

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