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The world seemed so alien below, all red rocks and grey-green scrub that clung to the rocks as desperately as she'd clutched the idea of her future with Jerome. But just like the storms that wreaked havoc up here, Cyclone Kelly had put paid to that dream and she could have the bastard. Ha. Her own bastard baby and his wanker of a father. Poor girl. She was too young to know what she was getting into...but she had to know she was stealing another woman's boyfriend. How many times had Kelly asked to see Xan's engagement ring so she could ooh and ah over it?
Xan rubbed her finger, which still felt bare after she'd torn off the ring and sold it at the pawnbroker. She gave the money to the women's shelter in town, knowing they needed the money more than she did. The coordinator had
