I paused, not quite sure of what to make of this strange man. One moment he was ready to tear my head off, and the next, he’s gallantly guiding me to the rest home. What’s his deal?“Come along,” he urged, holding out his hand expectantly. “The ground is slick, Little Miss. Watch your feet.” “Ariana,” I repeat, rejecting his endearment. “I haven’t been a ‘little miss’ since I was seven.” “Ariana,” he repeats, curling my name around his tongue as his lips twist into an amused smirk. “Just tryin’ to be polite.”Ignoring his hand, I carefully take a step forward. But he wasn’t wrong. The mud was slick, the ground uneven, and my still-healing legs quite unstable. He reached forward, ready to steady me, but I jerked away. “I can do this on my own,” I insisted. “I’m a grown woman.” Not a child. Not a “Little Miss.”I took a step away from his outstretched hand…And my foot slipped.Unable to stop myself, I fell backward, my arms pinwheeling as I struggled, and failed to regain my bala
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