“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.

his voice like gravel and velvet.

Harper stiffened. “We’re just leaving. We aren’t blocking the entrance.”

Julian didn’t look at the entrance. He held out a bag, white, heavy, and embossed with gold foil. The Starlight Barbie sat inside, wrapped in layers of tissue.

“I overheard,” he said simply. “And I’d like her to have this. Happy Birthday, little continue reading …