CHAPTER 25: Caught in the Crosshairs of Courtship

A shadow loomed over me, blotting out the blessed morning sun I’d been silently praying would cook me into ash and free me from this jog of doom. I lowered my hands from my face, ready to tell off whichever tree or cloud dared block my suffering, only to discover it wasn’t weather.

It was a man.

And...

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