Chapter 26 26. EMOTIONAL DISTRESS

SERAPHINA

“What?” I snapped, stunned into disbelief. “You think I’m following you?”

Ronan didn’t blink. He leaned back against the tree trunk, ankle over knee, fingers lazily flicking ash off his cigarette. “I don’t think, I observe. And lately, you’ve been showing up in places I don’t recall in...

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