She felt like crying. What was she doing? Trying to seduce him? Couldn't she just leave well enough alone? He was alive and well. That's what she wanted. What she'd prayed for. Why wasn't that enough for her? Let him go and be done with it, the voice inside her warned. But logic couldn't assuage the nagging need inside her. Alex tried to hate him; but, try as she might, she couldn't. Her mind dredged up images of his strict rules and harsh punishments, but her heart wasn't swayed. For all his faults, he was a good man. Alex kept thinking back to the night they'd freed the girls, wondering what
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