Chapter 7
Beatrice's POV
I couldn't breathe. I was sitting in my car in a hospital parking lot in broad daylight and I literally could not get air into my lungs.
"Soon, Isolde." Marcus's voice was soft, tender even."Had to make a little detour to deal with Beatrice. She's down at Big Sur causing problems, b...
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3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
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