“I’m Sorry, Not This Year,” A Mother Whispered, She Didn’t Realize The Man In The Tailored Coat Behind Her Was Listening… And He Was About To Offer Her More Than Just A Toy.

didn’t stand in the cold. She pushed the heavy brass doors open, the warmth of the interior greeting her like an old friend.

She wasn’t there to buy a doll. She was there for a charity gala the store was hosting for underprivileged children, sponsored by Vane Logistics.

She saw Julian in the center of the room. He looked exactly the same, yet Harper continue reading …