Ponderosa Springs says it’s wrong. That our names shouldn’t go together, that we are destined to carry on a legacy of turmoil, deception, and hatred. They insist this will be a mistake, a repeat of history etched in the scars of our families. But how can this be a mistake when I don’t have to shower after he touches me? How can this be wrong when the only time I feel right is when I’m with Jude?
