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Crossing boundaries.

Author: Sarah miles
last update publish date: 2026-02-05 20:25:57
Rowland’s POV

I didn’t go to work today. My mind spiraled. I hated seeing Selene look that way.

She looked so fragile, so pale. I walked to my wine cellar and popped open a bottle of champagne.

I closed my eyes, savoring the feel of the alcohol going down my throat.

How was I going to help Selene? Losing custody of Amira would break her. I have seen how alert she is around her.

The poor girl was in the middle of all this.

I blame myself; I should have been there to stop everythi
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