Feb 24, 2009 14:10
Return
The power of it was unmistakable. It was like some kind of hypnotic drug. Once she had opened herself to hear it, she could not get enough of it.
The doctors had healed her physical wounds, but only surrendering to the lure and going back could heal the rest. Going back to Sterling Creek meant facing Matt. Meant explaining why she’d slipped away in the middle of the night with nary a word of explanation or apology.
Rumors be damned, Ainsley told herself sternly. She didn’t have to speak to him.
But she needed him.
And that thought terrified her.
myownmuggle,
romance,
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