Shannon glanced around at the stark white walls in Jeremiah’s place. They came standard on houses like his. She’d painted hers, but he was obviously okay with the bright walls that felt like they belonged in a hospital, not a home.
The scent of Italian food mingled with the birthday cake candle he’d lit, and the weird combination of smells made her stoma…
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