The Prison Bride
Lucy grabbed Jessie's hand and shook it desperately.
Jessie looked at her, speechless. "I'd need his consent too, you know. If he's not interested, I can't force him."
"So you do know someone, right?" Lucy immediately asked.
Harry was good-looking too, but what's the use? He had an even more mysterious personality.
Jessie doubted he'd like a girl with Lucy's temperament. Besides, their age difference was too big.
One was eighteen, and the other was nineteen.
Harry was six or seven years older than them.
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