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He was the boy who’d stolen my heart without having the faintest idea that a theft had taken place.
Except I wasn’t Josh’s prisoner here in the forest, and nor was I his guest . . . I was something else, which had no name. And whatever it was, it was conjuring up random memories from the past that I hadn’t thought about in years. And some of them felt good to revisit . . .
