Chapter 17

Dove Pov

I hug my knees, nerves clamouring with anticipation in the depths of my stomach.

My backside is damp as I sit on the dew soaked slope before our cottage, awaiting Eden's return.

The sun peeks shyly over the horizon, it's ghostly dawn light crawling lazily over the land. Fog bows and looms w...

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