Beyond His Control

“I’m ready,” she said. And really, she thought she was always ready for anything.

The night air was humid for this time of year, and she wished she’d brought something to tie her hair up.

From her youngest days, the middle of the night had always been her favorite time. The insanity of the day dissipated, but the new day had not yet formed and there were endless possibilities. Things that could go right.

Yeah, and one day, your prince will come.

After she was roughly pushed inside the town car, she realized that it was most definitely not her horse-drawn carriage.

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