"Before I am your daughter, your sister, your aunt, niece, or cousin, I am my own person, and I will not set fire to myself to keep you warm."(с)
Izzy was like fire, in her flaming scarlet dress, with her moods as changeable as sparks. On the roof hed half-thought she’d strangle him, her arms around his neck as she called him every name under the sun while clutching him like she’d never let him go.
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