>>>> Sasha The next day, I made my way around the garden with a sharp knife and three buckets with Penny. “Finn asked when we are going back,” she starts as she carries the empty bucket. I crouched to check on the pink roses. Some leaves are brown and falling to the ground. “Soon.” I retort. “You know that you can head back, right?” “Well, I told you. You have no friends. I’m the closest thing you have to one.” She crouches again, checking the soil. “They are over-watering them,” I say, digging through the black mud. “Its roots are rotting,” I say to her, and she nods, also checking the other one. “What can we do? Should we—” She wants to ask, but stops midway when I feel the hair on the back of my neck rise. Cassian. “So, what’s the solution?” His voice comes over my shoulder. I twist to look at him, but shit. It’s a mistake because he is so close to me. His face is crowding mine, nose almost brushing mine. “Oh, goddess!” I gasp and land on my tailbone, and he chuckles, his
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