Chapter Eighty: The Man I Wanted to Save Me 5

Elara Campbell’s POV

The air between us felt too heavy to breathe easily in. Fear. Relief. Rage. Possession. Shame. The stale ghost of Garran’s touch erased as much as I could erase it. The deeper fact that Jaxson had seen enough of my panic to know exactly what the room had almost become. The worse...

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