What Was Never Mine
E. Jenningsi observe all that transpires heremy recently hired maid is suspiciousa maid was more of a calling than a princessthe darkness was comfortable for me
“You are not she.”
I had chosen the orchard for its openness, for the space it allowed me to step away if I wished.
And yet even beneath open sky, even with room enough to retreat, I did not.
It was not the closeness of the alcove that undid me.
It was him.
His knuckles brushed my cheek, then lingered there, as though reacquainting themselves with something cherished. “Do not speak of relinquishing me,” he murmured. “I will not yield you to another.”
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