J.R. Ward
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The front door flew open, and Mary shot out of the house, jumping off the porch, not even bothering with the steps to the ground. She ran over the frost-laden grass in her bare feet and threw herself at him, grabbing on to his neck with both arms. She held him so tightly his spine cracked. She was sobbing. Bawling. Crying so hard her whole body was shaking. He didn't ask any questions, just wrapped himself around her. I'm not okay, she said hoarsely between breaths. Rhage...I'm not okay. ✨ J.R. Ward (2008). The Black Dagger Brotherhood: An Insider's Guide, p.120, Penguin

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