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CandaceAs Harald drove back to the mansion, the silent night seemed to lengthen between us. The soft sound of Ivor's breathing, sleeping in the backseat, was almost a comfort, but my heart was elsewhere, tight and confused. I couldn't believe what had happened earlier at the Mortons' house. Harald, the man who always seemed so distant from me, had defended me. He stood up to Bruce, calling me his wife."I don't allow you to talk to my wife like that." His words still echoed in my head. The first time he called me 'his' woman in public. My heart raced just remembering. There was something there—something I desperately wanted to believe was the beginning of something real between us.I shifted in the car seat, trying to ease the knot forming in my chest. I looked at Harald, his expression serious and focused on the road ahead. He was silent, and the silence was killing me inside. I needed to know what he was thinking. What did that defense mean to him? Did that change something between
Love Under Fire A despicable human being
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Love Under Fire A ghost in the room
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