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The familiar chime of the door rang out and Ivy Winter stepped in. Or rather, was blown in from the buffeting wind outside. For some reason my ass was almost out of my chair to do god knows what — shield her? Help her get her hair off her face? Punch nature itself? I was a goddamn moron.
Was I an independent woman? Maybe not anymore because I really liked sitting down, making no decisions and having delicious food appear for me.
JAMES Hope you had a good day! I had TWO anxious poopers today LOGAN Why would you share this JAMES For anyone out there listening so they feel less alone

