His Secret Heir, His Deepest RegretChapter 6
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret
Chapter 6
6: A Familiar Face
JULIA
I didn’t hesitate.
6: A Familiar Face
The bush was dense and prickly, but I dove in anyway, ignoring the sharp thorns that snagged at my sweater and scraped against my arms.
My breath hitched as I pressed my body flat against the uneven ground, clutching the rough bark of a
tree trunk for cover.
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