ead of her, her foster brother, Jake Stone, held her close, his hands on her waist. For seven years, he had been her se
onfession to his friends: she was merely a "convenient distraction," a "placeholder" until th
" hit her like a physical blow. The seven years of whispered
r legs unsteady as she stumbled away from the b
ithout Borders," an acceptance to a conflict zone in the Middle East. It
promised to erase him and everyt