Meg Cabot
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But once I'd come up with it, I realized it really was the perfect plan. Instead of waiting for Maria to come to me, I was simply going to go to her and, well... Send her back to where she came. Or reduce her to a mound of quivering gelatinous goo. Whichever came first. ✨ Meg Cabot (2009). Young Blood, p.107, Pan Macmillan

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