Chapter 124 Daddy

POV: Isobel

Isobel eased her car into the gravel beside Ryder’s barn, the August heat shimmering in waves off the tin roof. The scent of hay and horses drifted heavy in the evening air. There he was, Ryder, leaning in the doorway like he had been carved there, one boot crossed over the other, Harle...

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