“Five years.” Tessa stood at the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the glass separating her from the world outside. She reached out and touched the pane, the warmth from the sun seeping into her palm. Funny how something she could see right through could hold the heat at bay, keep the wind from coming inside, and protect her from rain.
Of course, it wasn’t …
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