I Wedded My Rival
The babysitter laughed with her bandaged arm at Austin. “He's always looking for one reason to cry,” she said. “No, he's just unhappy that his mother is crying, that's how he consoles her,” He said.
We drove for hours, through the city and then out into the countryside. The babysitter was quiet, her eyes closed as she rested. I tried to stay alert with Iskander, scanning the landscape for any sign of danger. But the soldiers seemed confident that we were safe, and eventually, my nerves began to settle.
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