Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen

H e tried getting into my apartment. I watched through the window as he sulked out of the main door of the barn and headed back to the house.

For a moment, I thought about letting him in. When he hesitated at the top of the stairs, I thought about opening the door and yelling and kicking him, but I refused to give him that satisfaction.

No.

This was war.

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