Love, Lies, and I Do
“Who is it?!”
'It's me! India!' A faint female voice called out as thunder crashed, so loud it felt like it shook the ground. He reached for the doorknob, then realized he was in his underwear. He quickly went back to his room to grab his striped black-and-white robe. The knocking kept going, growing more urgent. Denver hurried back to the door to open it. He froze in place, uncertainty flickering across his face. ‘Did she say India?’ For a moment, he just stared at the doorknob, mind racing. When he realized he’d heard right, he fumbled with the lock and swung it open. India stood on the doorstep, rain-soaked hair plastered to her face, shivering, her drenched clothes clinging to her frame,
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