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THE
GANGSEY.
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Blue Sargent was brave because she was afraid
Noah, unlike his pristine room, always seemed a little grubby. There was something out of place about his clothing, his mostly combed-back fair hair.
THE GANGSEY
what a strange constellation they all were
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Gansey always thought that, after dark, it felt like anything could happen. At night, Henrietta felt like magic, and at night, magic felt like it might be a terrible thing.
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“What was a kiss without a kiss?“ It was a tablecloth tugged from beneath a party service, everything jumbled against everything else in just a few chaotic moments. Fingers in hair. Hands cupping necks. Mouths dragged on cheeks and chins in dangerous proximity.”
Gansey dangled his hand between the driver’s seat and the door. Palm up, fingers stretched back to Blue. This was not allowed. He knew it was not allowed, by rules he himself had set… She would not see the gesture, anyway. She would ignore it if she did. His heart hummed. Blue touched his fingertips.