Just that tight grip, and a silence that felt like trust mixed with exhaustion.
Jake guided his horse to the cabin and swung down carefully, keeping her close. The cabin wasn’t much—wood walls darkened by years of smoke, a pot on the stove, and a Bible on the table he hadn’t read as often as he promised himself he would.
A simple place.
A quiet place.
Jake carried her inside and laid her gently on his bed.
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