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Chapter Nineteen
Something was wrong. Eudora didn't know what it was, but Jericho was different. He had a dark and stormy expression, and he was distracted all the time. She couldn’t help but ask herself. Had she done something wrong? Or perhaps he had simply grown tired of her? Whatever the reason, she felt the change deeply and keenly, and it scared her. Whatever small progress she had made at being more confident shriveled away, and she felt herself shrinking back into her old shell. He still woke her early to train, and he trained her hard. She hated the weights, but she loved the kickboxing lessons. She thought she was getting stronger, but Jericho gave her so little feedback, she couldn't tell. After breakfast, he often disappeared without much explanation. "Sorry love, I have some wo
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