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CHAPTER 18

Author: Emma Swan
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

          Damn it! Chance was working around her defenses. But she had more to fight for than just some good time. She really needed him in her life. In the few days since they’d reconnected, she had discovered how incredible it was to have someone who really saw her for who she really was. It was nice to be allowed to laugh and joke. To have an opinion that didn’t follow everyday convention. Someone to really talk with.

          Melora didn’t want to give it up. Couldn’t go back to the awful isolation that had been so much a part of her life for too many years now. It didn’t matter the number of people surrounding her, there was only one person who actually saw her.

“Chance, this is serious.”

          Her lips pressed together in a firm line as she sought a way to make him understand.<

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