That's a very particular word choice and Gideon looks up at Harrow, her cup cradled between her two hands. She tilts her head, her coppery hair falling across her eyes.
"What am I protecting you from, Harrow?"
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That's a very particular word choice and Gideon looks up at Harrow, her cup cradled between her two hands. She tilts her head, her coppery hair falling across her eyes.
"What am I protecting you from, Harrow?"