[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] “Marin.” Thom squeezed a little harder and it snapped me back. I sucked in a sharp breath, tears stinging behind closed lids. “Marin, talk to me.” “She can’t know where we are,” … Continue reading Thirty-three – 02
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