Chapter 35

Freya

"Are you following me?" I asked sharply, rising to my feet.

Lucas Morgan stood a few feet away, a bouquet of deep red roses cradled in his arms. His eyes held none of their usual mischief as he shook his head.

"No, just a coincidence," he said, his voice uncharacteristically subdued. "I com...

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