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She was in the Imperial gardens. Jess blinked, her eyelashes wet with tears as she looked around. Curled up on one of the benches, she was well out of sight of the main pathways. How long had she been here? It couldn’t have been too long. Once her guards had discovered she was gone, all hell would have broken loose. She’d have heard the alarms.
She was glad they hadn’t found her though. Not in this state.
A shuddering breath left her as she realized tears still ran down her face silently. She was a f*****g i***t. Laarn didn’t want her, never had, and he hadn’t claimed her until his hand had been forced.
Until she’d forced his hand, pushing and pushing him into a relationship with her. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment. She’d hung around so he couldn’t help but notice her, mooned
