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Grieving Highlander

Author: Marcy Lee
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Sienna

My knees give out and he holds me up as he slides out of me. He pulls up his jeans first, then tugs mine up because I can't seem to move. He's rougher than he needs to be, and I feel his breath at my cheek.

I turn to look at him and I think about what he said. About being his. Belonging to him. And it feels like this is different than our strange arrangement.

"When I went to my father with my allegations against Ann, I was naïve," he starts, surprising me with this.

He walks away, sits on a stone.

I remain where I am and watch him even though he keeps his gaze outside.

"I should have waited to have solid proof although who knows what he'd have done even with that. He was so completely in love with her and she just had him wrapped around her manipulative little finger. She made him choose. Me or her. It couldn't be both. And my father chose. And then I chose. I don't think he expected me to leave."

He's quiet, but he's not finished.

"I vowed vengeance. It was all I could think o
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