The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The chandelier in the rotunda of St. Jude’s Hotel swayed, though there was no wind to move it, its crystal prisms catching the faint, impossible blue light that emanated from the blueprint Elias Thorne clutched in his sweating hands. He was forty-two, a man who had once drawn skylines and now could barely draw a breath without his chest aching from the stress of Mara’s mounting medical bills,...

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