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Chapter Three

“Darcy, please don’t do this. I’m begging you. On my knees, I’m begging you.” Foster’s warm eyes glistened in the firelight, but I was immune to his puppy dog eyes.

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Chapter Two

“I don’t know what got into you last night, but it cannot happen again,” Nina said. She stood over my bed with a glass of water and...

Chapter Four

“Good morning, Pumpkin. How was your sleep?” My father peered at me over the rim of his glasses with a book in one hand and a half-eaten...


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