Her car stopped at a crossroads where she could see the township of Marysville below, only a small walk away. She had no option but to ask for help at the grain store which had the only petrol pump in sight. Answering the doorbell, he strolled towards her. The last thing she remembered was being swept up into his strong arms.
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This author writes under a pseudonym. Their works delve into the complexities of human emotion and the depths of the psyche.



- 2019