روايات وقصص ضمن Gwen And Duncan

Waiting in her suite. An old photo from when we were young. Both half-starved. Half-in-love. Fully tethered. And written on the back? > “I’m coming home soon. Make sure the boy doesn’t get too attached.” --- I wonder if she’ll show it to Duncan. Doubtful. She’s too scared. Too tangled in guilt and desire. And Duncan—oh, Duncan is too busy drowning in his own revenge to see the net closing in. He thinks he’s hurting her.

Duncan was stunned. “His mother is... Ms. Godfrey?” “How do you know about Ms. Godfrey?” His face turned pale, but he said nothing. The floating words provided me with the missing pieces. [Oh! In the past, when Anastasia died in the car accident, Felicity was heartbroken for a long time! That’s how Duncan knew about it!] [So, Duncan knew that Felicity knew someone from the Funnell family in the past!] [Yet he still bled her dry anyway...?]