Chapter 161 Chapter 161: Old Wounds and New Promises

SHARON’S POV

I woke to the soft scrape of Morris pulling on his boots. Dawn light slipped through the half-open curtains and painted thin gold lines across the quilt. He sat on the edge of the mattress, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor like the answers were hidden in the grain of the w...

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