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Dropping the bomb

Liberty’s POV

The soft, cradle of the sofa cushions does absolutely nothing to help me fight the tiredness creeping into my bones. I roll my head, stretching my neck and fighting a yawn that would surely swallow the word. Today has been the longest day ever, and coming from me that is saying something, trust me.

“We can put this off until tomorrow love, you should rest.” Christian reasons with me, his body blocks the lamp light and casts a shadow over me and about half of the sofa. I love the way his voice still has a gruff undertone even though he softens it whenever he speaks to me. It’s such a contrast to the way he sounds when he addresses anyone else, apart from Lottie maybe.

“I will be okay, and I’m not sure I would get much rest knowing how much has gone unsaid and that trust is spread a little thin right now.” I look over at Hunter and Marcel, silently making my point.

“Very well, but if you get too tired, you let us know. There is nothing we say tonight that we cannot say tom
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Veronica Black
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Veronica Black
thank you, I'm so happy to hear you are enjoying my book. I will be continuing to update every day. VB xx
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