In The Morning When I Leave,S Taylor

Heather Moore was just starting to make her way in the world in her chosen profession of archaeology, when love to her unexpectedly; powerful potent love that invaded her very being. It was as though she had been ensnared like an unsuspecting creature that had, in one moment been frolicking unconcerned in the spring sunshine, the next caught in its constricting grip, the more she resisted the tighter that grip became.

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