Chapter 13
Chapter 13
My Date Won't Follow the Script
A sob broke from my throat—not the sharp, frantic shriek from the gala tent, but a low, hollow moan of profound grief. From the kitchen came the whistle of the copper kettle, followed by the soft clatter of ceramic mugs. Julian returned a minute later, carrying two oversized earthenware mugs that steamed with the…
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