Chapter Twenty

Hannah walked to him, where he stood by the window in their bedroom, no sword by his side, his hair not in a band. Just her Jasper,.

Oh, Good God~ Her Jasper.

 His back turned to her, and she walked toward him and wrapped her arms around him, her cheek pressed to his back. His scent was that of cedar and pine, and she let them fill her senses. Jasper. Hannah’s Jasper.

She knew he had been upset about sabryinth being able to pull her in, just like that. She also knew the helplessness he must have felt from her recounting her story. It was one she felt from time to time when she thought too much about their situation.

 But if Martha was right, and Hannah didn't doubt that her grandmother

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