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268 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 11, 2021

“Yes. I was just doing a bit of reading.” “I didn’t know you read.” “Why does everyone keep saying that? Of course I read.” “What were you reading?” “That is none of your concern!” Hartwell said with far more volume than Warry thought the situation called for.I'm really gonna need them to drop a chapter or two from The Maiden's Diaries.👀
Warry’s voice was alive with hurt. Hartwell tried to recall precisely what he’d said that afternoon. Closed his eyes briefly, shame bolting through him. He’d been casually cruel to Warry, and now he could not think for the life of him why. Because he had seen Warry and Balfour gazing at each other with such intensity, and that had hurt for reasons he had not understood but was very afraid he was beginning to understand now.
“You know nothing of me. You know nothing of my life!” His voice was low, but so raw with anger that it hurt Hartwell’s own throat to hear it. “You spent the whole of our childhood treating me as though I were weak, and—and completely unnecessary. You do not now get to stare at me from across the room as though I belong to you. I never have.”
“Will you listen to me?” Warry shouted. Hartwell stopped dead. “I do not despise you.” Warry stepped closer to him. “Do you hear me? I do not despise you, Hartwell.” The words sank into Hartwell, bringing warmth back into his body, but the sensation lasted only an instant. “You will.”
“I do not know what apology I could make,” he said, “that would not fall terribly short of what the circumstances require.” “Why don’t you start with any apology at all?” Becca suggested.Becca was such a fucking QUEEN for this.
Warry asked, “Will you love me no matter how much time I spend talking about goats’ digestive systems?” Hartwell opened his mouth to say yes, absolutely, but Gale whispered, “I would negotiate it down to horses. Goats have four stomachs to be nattered on about, but horses only have the one.” Hartwell said loudly, “I will listen to any description, of any length, of any organ inside any animal. And I will love you more with every word you speak on the subject.” “Hartwell, that is rash,” Gale warned.