The wind picked up, sending a blast of cold air up her dress. She was on high from the hour they spent together, so Mother Nature would need to do better than that to get a reaction. She let out a dreamy sigh, and headed down the lane leading to their home. How am I so lucky?
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.
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