Chapter 110

“I don’t think I know this one,” Grimm said, looking down at the flowers in his hands, “You’re going to have to help me out.”

“The meaning is in the name,” I replied.

“Baby’s breath, right?”

“Yes.”

Grimm’s eyes jerked up to meet mine and widened.

“Wait. You’re not…. Are you…?” he trailed off.

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