Parisia, Francia.I hadn't stepped out of Seavora since the crash.Planes, trains, cars—yeah, no thanks. Just the thought of being somewhere totally new made my chest tighten.I sat next to William, my fingers doing nervous laps around each other. Guy was tall. Like, still towering over me while sitting.He looked all business. The driver said something, and he barely replied. Just a couple words, like he was royalty or something.Back at the airport in Seavora, reporters had swarmed him, yelling "Mr. Windsor" like he was some celeb.And me? I didn't even know his last name until our first call. William Windsor.Now I was in Parisia—a place I'd never even let myself dream about.He suddenly moved, pulled something from his pocket, and handed it to me."Want one?"It was candy. Cute wrapper, pink bunny and all.My brain jumped straight to two years ago. I'd been spamming 'her' chat like a dork:[Angel, do you like candy?][I just found this one—it's crazy good!][Peachy, s
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