Quote by Sasha Summers Download Open image ““-His heart is hard. -She shook her head. -No? Hermes’ brows rose. -Guarded, yes. But not hard.”” — Sasha Summers ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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