“What do you mean?” Neve asked, brows knitting, hooding bright blue eyes. “How do you—did you—?” “See something?” Marin gave her a weak, wry smile. “Both Thom and I have and I suspect that your cousin knows exactly what we’ve … Continue reading Winter – Chapter 40 – 05
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