Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet. Plato

Sayara St. Clair Book Teaser

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  • “Um…that’s… Th-that’s my safe space,” she whispered. “Oh, baby girl,” he said, shaking his head pityingly. “None of your little spaces are going to be safe from me…not anymore.”

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