Mikhail was already halfway across the clearing when the guide called his name.“Hey. Big guy. We need your help.”Diana watched the way he turned, a quick glance over his shoulder toward her before he nodded and jogged toward the stack of logs near the fire pit. He moved with an easy confidence that still surprised her, shoulders broad, arms corded with strength, his presence pulling attention even when he was doing something as ordinary as lifting wood.“They need help chopping for the bonfire tonight,” he called back to her. “I will be right back, okay?.”She smiled and lifted a hand, watching as he bent to lift one end of a heavy log while another man struggled at the opposite side. Mikhail adjusted his grip, muscles flexing beneath his shirt, and the log came up like it weighed nothing.She exhaled slowly.“I’ll go grab my sweater,” she said, more to herself than anyone else, and turned back toward their tent.The path was quiet. Too quiet. The wind whispered through the trees an
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