Chapter 69 Birthday Gifts

POV: Isobel

Wren set his plate aside, leaning back like a man weighing hard truth against the gentleness needed to deliver it.

“Trust me, Isobel,” he said, voice low and sure. “You’re lookin’ at a breakthrough. This same day, years past? He’d be locked down tight, mean as a snake, blind with whisk...

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