Chapter 11
Ophelia POV
His grip seeped warm through my gown’s fabric, firm enough to halt my steps but gentle enough not to tug me off balance.
I caught a faint scent of cedar and crisp ocean salt before I turned. Finnegan stood beside me, perfectly composed, even as polished yet venomous whispers swirled al...
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