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... ured lawns of the Austen family estate. The garden felt restless. The flowers seemed to droop under the weight of the shouting.
"ASHLYN!!!!"
Lord Malone’s voice roared across the garden. It was a sound of pure, unbridled fury that shook the leaves on the trees.
He collapsed into a white iron garden chair, his legs too weak to hold his rage. He slammed his fist onto the small round table next to him. The teacups rattled, and a silver spoon fell to the grass with a soft chi ...
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