Surprised by her reaction, Rosalynn and the others could only watch.

Regaining some semblance of calm, Tilda tucked her hair back and, with a ghostly pallor, apologized, “I’m sorry, I’m not comfortable being touched,” before retreating swiftly.

Lyndon’s brow creased in confusion as he watched her rapid exit.

Lips pressed together, Rosalynn was Lost in contemplation.

Larson was Tilda’s last name. Lyndon had called her Miss Larson.

Could it be that Tilda belonged to Skrix’s Larson family?

Were she and Ivy half-siblings?

seemed to lurk a

Tilda harbored hatred towards

Rosalynn doubted that.

in

he drew from the surrounding

misjudged Tilda’s

L A ‘s L I B R A R

for Tilda to bear

pay my sister no mind.

lips hesitating, a tinge of embarrassment coloring her

eyes met hers

what of her?” he

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