Jesse knew where she was before she had even dared to open her eyes. The blend of lavender and beeswax always stole her breath with its overpowering odour. There were times this scent had been so strong it had made her wheeze. What she didn’t know, however, was why Micah had brought her here, of all places. Perhaps he had decided to sell her back after all, perhaps a quick lay wasn’t worth the trouble she brought.
There was no doubt as to where she was, although part of her hoped, as she finally risked a peep through her heavy lashes, that she was wrong, that it was possible for two places to share the exact cloying odour of the room she had spent many years trying to escape. But the discomfort of the bedsprings where her weight pressed against the threadbare mattress had already warned h
