PART 2: So, I’m planning something. I’m planning to disguise myself to find true love. ” No, sir. You shouldn’t…
PART 2: David? Our David? The billionaire CEO, owner of one of the biggest companies in the country, the man…
PART 2: Maren noticed the hands first. She didn’t ask his name. She didn’t ask who he rode for or…
PART 2: Clara picked up the rest of the wood and went back inside once. Breakfast was eggs, salt, pork,…
PART 2: Beyond the gate, a long dirt path stretched toward a cluster of buildings. A main house, two bunk…
PART 2: And Mara had stayed on, trying to hold the farm together by sheer stubbornness, paying what she could,…
PART 2: Everyone in Mercy Ridge knew that. Clara lit it every evening before sundown and left it burning until…
PART 2: First the sound of cattle shifting and loing somewhere in the dark, then voices, then light, then the…
PART 2: “The arrangement is agreeable,” Clara said, meeting his gaze without wavering. She would not be seen as a…
PART 2: She didn’t flinch beneath his imposing glare. “Mr. Caldwell, I presume.” Her voice was smooth, like warm honey…