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The Burned Door
Elora sat straight up on Caspian’s lap.
“What did you say?” she hissed.
Caspian let out a short laugh and then smiled. A sweet smile that melted Elora’s heart in an instant. Caspian didn’t answer, his hands busy reaching into the pockets of his jeans. Elora shifted slightly, so Caspian could do it more easily.
Caspian held out his clasped hand, then lifted it and opened his palm right in front of Elora. In his hand was a diamond ring.
“I bought it last night.”
Elora flinched. “You didn’t buy it after getting drunk at the bar, did you?”
“I’m not you.” Caspian joked.
“Why me?” Elora folded her arms in front of her chest with a snort.
“Drink half a bottle of whiskey and put on your lover’s clothes.”
“I told you it wasn’t—”
Elora’s words stopped when Caspian covered Elora’s li
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