(THIRD BOOK in the Golden Girl Series)
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"Till death do you part?" The priest finishes off with.
"I do," I answer - knowing how ready I am to die with this man.
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You've been on Amber Marigold's journey since she arrived at Tygerwell. Now join...
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A/N: No, this is not a dream. Stop pinching yourself. I couldn't update yesterday, because thanks to my dear friend, the Coronavirus, I'm forced to do labor around the house to earn money. Here's to being jobless XD'
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She's alive. You made it on time.
Even though I'm trying to look cool in front of Marigold, my thoughts are in disarray. In the two minutes it took me to get to the docks, I kept picturing myself arriving too late. I knew keeping Marigold by my side would be dangerous in this world, but I don't think I'll ever get used to the idea that one day I might arrive too late.
"You're such a show-off," Marigold smiles - I don't miss the tension she has in her shoulders. I'll have to remember to give her a massage later... It's the least I can do.
"Come on, get in. Jane will undoubtedly have more people coming after us. Especially once she hears about one of her prisoners escaping," I warn. Nessa and Daniel come running over, but Marigold frowns at my words - the oceans in her eyes going quiet.
"One?" she asks.
I feel heavy guilt dragging my very soul down at my own failure. I really wanted to get both Blake and Owen back... I really wanted to give Marigold that relief, but... "Blake wasn't there... I only have Owen, but he's unconscious. I think they gave him sedatives," I answer. I keep my voice low as I hang my head in shame. Marigold deserves someone better...
When Marigold can't reply, it only makes my chest tighten even more.
"Come on, can't ye hear those cars gettin' closer? We better stuff ourselves in this wee little car like our lives depend on it!" Nessa interrupts once she's right up in my face. "I say we leave Danny behind. He'll be the perfect bait while we make a break for it. And the car will be lighter - he's gotten fat."
"EXCUSE ME?" Daniel calls out.
"No need to apologize, Daniel. Ye can't help being the dumb, fat one. We graciously accept yer sacrifice," Nessa smiles.
"No one's getting left behind. We all better tuck in tight!" Marigold suddenly says - grabbing everyone's attention. I move my seat so Nessa and Daniel can get in the back - Nessa being a little too excited about the fact that she gets to have unconscious Owen on her lap. Marigold rushes over to the passenger seat and once everyone's inside, I race away.
