My Teaser:
And she, with her flaming hair and bright pink dress, is an exotic orchid. Of course he loves her. They're two exotic orchids together. It's perfect. They're perfect. Her sweater's fallen off her shoulder and a magnificent tattoo is twisting out of her dress and around her entire arm, a red-and-orange fire-breathing dragon. Oscar notices the sweater and adjusts it like he's done it a hundred times. A dark surge of jealousy rises in my chest.
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