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Thorne gazed out of the tall windows of the massive bedchamber. His eyes took in the gardens below the balcony. Colorful flowers bloomed in wild, lovely patterns amidst the carefully arranged green yews and rhododendrons.
The heady scent of roses filling his nose and the delicate brush of petals as he giggled and hid from his mother while she counted to ten. Hearing her call his name as he ran through those gardens and she tried to catch him.
The more he saw of this place, the more small but powerful memories like that came back to him.
Eden came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She pressed her cheek against his shoulder, and he could feel the heat of her skin through the blue dress shirt he wore. He smiled and covered one of her hands with his.
“Are you okay? T
