🖋️ Wednesday WIP: Lines That Ruined Me
(In a Good Way) This week’s emotional assassin? “You misunderstand me, Mrs. Bakkan,” he says, emphasizing my false name, making my stomach drop. “I don’t believe I’m entitled to your granddaughter.” He leans in, so close the scent of him engulfs me—something expensive and intoxicating. “I bel