She looked like grace. Oliver wasn’t exactly sure what that meant but as he stared at the little eleven-year old with the dirty blonde hair and the oddly delicate features, he couldn’t help but think that if grace had a face, it would be hers. Undoubtedly, it was a mixture of fatigue and boredom that was causing his brain to think such strange
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