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CHAPTER 12

My laughter reverberates in a street that is almost deserted. Everyone must be having dinner with pals or sprawled out on the couch with a drink of wine. "Yeah, that's really nice of you to want to help."

He halts walking.

I proceed two more steps before having to stop due to some need or perhaps just plain guilt. Simply grab your limes and leave. I'm OK without support.

"I have a feeling you do," Although he is quiet, there is a tone in his voice that causes me to turn around.

"I don't."

As he observes me, his hazel eyes are steady. All I want is that. to assist. Have you never felt a pull towards someone?

My thoughts take me back to two years ago, when a man extended his hand to me and said, "I'm your heart." It was the largest error I've ever made, and I don't intend to repeat it. "Yes. I did, and as a result, I suffered in hell for two years.

His wonderfully smooth brow is furrowed by his frown. "What?"

I slap my forehead. "Nothing."

My long hair falls over my shoulders as a resul
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