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THIRTY-FIVE | STARS

Lily

Lily knew she had to leave.

She splayed her fingers across the worn blanket. Her hand – the skin darker than usual from prolonged exposure to the sun – blurred into the dark reds and oranges of the fabric. Tears gathered in her lashes and made her throat swell.

Elijah had been kind to her. No, it was more than that – Elijah made her feel. He’d held her hand as he’d brought her to his cabin, to his home, and as they’d brewed a pot of tea he’d welcomed her with a warmth that she was unaccustomed to.

His kisses were sweet, and his arms were safety. Elijah wasn’t the problem. She was.

Lily stood suddenly, knocking aside a cushion with a hand-stitched wolf on its front. “Sorry,” she muttered, brushing it off and placing it upright against the pillows.

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