Robyn yawned as she turned the page. The book was interesting, but her eyes and mind were too tired to comprehend. Helping her ailing mother was taking its toll. Books had become her vacation – a mental break from the reality of her world.
The damsel was in distress. No longer could she care for the manor. The storm brewing would be its end as well as hers. Sitting on the disheveled porch, she cried. Then a man stood before her. It was Tobias. He cupped her face in his hands, gazing into her eyes before pulling her close to his heart. He vowed to make everything right. She looked up at him with hope. He reassured her by passionately kissing her ruby lips.
Robyn swooned. Her attention was glued. Adrenaline pumped through her body providing a jolt of energy and excitement she didn’t know she had. She longed for…
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