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He bit his lip, struggling to make words out of the war waging itself in his chest.”I don’t know what this makes me,” he managed at last.Hook laughed, not unkindly. “It makes you whatever you want it to make you.
He bit his lip, struggling to make words out of the war waging itself in his chest.”I don’t know what this makes me,” he managed at last.Hook laughed, not unkindly. “It makes you whatever you want it to make you.
