Her Crown, His Broken Heart

cade of my unwavering devotion to Sarah Jenkins

able, the woman who had promised, "Once the c

ive: "Alex? He's been with me for ten y

almost reverent, as she whispered another n

eams, selling his own passion projects to fund her first seed money,

"not pure," because I'd fought by her side in the trenches.

laptop, the screen reflecting her chillin

aid, her voice sharp, as if m

a chair, a distorted voice threatening, "Your girl for yo

t she' d shown, my instincts screamed. I h