°Amy's POV° "Ten minutes to give me what I want" She continued. "And what is that?" Jeremy asked. "I want you to marry me," she said. For a moment, I honestly thought I'd heard her wrong. The morning breeze moved gently through the trees around the driveway, but none of us seemed to notice it. Jeremy stared at Claire, his brows drawn together as though he was waiting for her to laugh and admit that she'd been joking. She didn't. Instead, Claire smiled. "This is insane," Jeremy scoffed. "No, Jeremy. Insane would be thinking I came here without knowing exactly what I wanted." She chuckled and shook her head. "Oh my…" Her eyes moved briefly to me before returning to him. "You marry me, and I keep quiet. You walk away from this deal, and I tell the council everything I know." She glanced at Marcus, then back at me. "Everything." Jeremy's jaw tightened. His gaze shifted toward the car. Eli was sitting inside, completely unaware of what was happening. He had hi
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