From Broken Trust To Unbound Love

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t pleaded. "But I didn't want anything to interfere with yo

ink he was justi

rs. He was playing her. He had to be. His eyes, so dark and velvety brown they looked b

ds in his. "Flora, say something pleas

her feet and backed away. No. No. No. She had to stop him; to stop this. It wasn't part of her plan; their plan. "This is a

ir pinch; his brows furrowed, deep lines between

ides from spilling out. "Please tell me you're joking. You have to be joking. You ha

d her. He shook

roar by the time it reached her mid-section. She dry retched, sick to her stomach. Hot tea

forward to wrap

owled, her cry a su

somehow she had moved him. Was it the sheer force of her fury or

ch me!" sh

e large, glass coffee table in front of the leather couch in their living room. "What the hell?!" he s

do this to me!" Flora thundered, h

wait,

ain!" she screamed, spit dripping d

e look in her eyes told

ft cheek, the sharp sound like a gun at the start of a race. She took off – balling her fists up and hitting him as hard she

p! Stop!" Richard sai

rossed in front of her, and felt her he

ought as if her li

self against the wall, holding hi

t you did to me," Flora so

id, loosening his hold on her

d in the circle of his arms. It had always been w

at had been ... and everyth