Confrontation in the clothing store
The Deepest wounds burn the hottest
“Why are you so nice to me?”
“Should I not be?” Balgair asked, reaching up to brush her hair behind her ear.
She had never been asked a question like that, which made her think. “If you had asked me that yesterday, I might have said no.” Heather leaned her head into his touch. “My parents were the closest thing to nobility in this village. I was a …