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... crows if we want a good picture, huh?" she smiled down at him. "Okay, let's head back."
As they turned back toward the direction of the market, August heard raised voices deeper in the forest. The vicious intensity of the male's voice made her freeze. It was as if her body bore a physical recognition of that level of anger from her past, and the trauma caught hold of her—stealing her breath.
This wasn't just any argument she was overhearing. That male was abusive. He was going to ...
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