“Throughout the years, I’d convinced myself that I must have been exaggerating what the scent did to me. But I hadn’t because when I scented her again on Main Street, I knew she’d returned to town to be mine. Ours.” I sniffled. He adjusted his hold so I could wrap my arms and legs around him. “Olive, my soul has known you were mine for six years, and when I finally laid my eyes on you that day on the beach, I knew I would love you for the rest of my life.” I inhaled sharply. “You love me?” Lars tightened his hold on me. “How is that even a question? Of fucking course I love you.” I sniffled
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