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... remained silent. A countdown I wasn’t prepared to finish.
"I need air, Hattie," I snapped, ignoring her worried look as she offered to brush my hair.
I didn’t want to be pampered. Instead, I grabbed my shawl and steered clear of the sprawling woodland where we used to raced the horses.
That memory felt like it belonged to a different life—well, this is a different life, one where the rules were still a game I thought I could win.
Instead, I pushed past the manicu ...
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