His Unwanted Wife Returned as a Boss
It looked as if the stars had fallen into the water and decided to stay.
"It's beautiful," Julian said, pulling her closer.
"It's ours," she corrected.
The Hidden Signal
Late that night, as the fires dimmed and the village settled into a peaceful sleep, Harris approached Julian in the shadows of the square. He held a small, portable radio receiver—a primitive device, but one capable of picking up long-wave frequencies.
"I didn't want to ruin the day, Julian," Harris said, his face grave.
Julian felt a flicker of the old tension. "What is it, Harris? Is it Xavier? The Crown?"