Chapter 9
The basement was dead silent.
The only sound was Rowan’s heavy, ragged breathing. The bloodied golf club clattered to the ground.
I didn’t have time for tears, nor the luxury to ask if he was in pain. I dropped to my knees amidst the wreckage, ignoring my torn dress and the shards of glass slicing...
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2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
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