#Chapter66

“Imara! Slow down. Baby, please wait for me!” The cool forest air bit at his lungs as he ran along the dirt path after Imara. No matter how hard he tried to reach her, she was always a few steps ahead.

Once he got past the tall stone guardians at the gate, he followed her scent down a cobblestone road to a harbor. She sat on an old wooden dock with her feet dangling in the water, watching the ships sail off into the fiery sunset beyond the horizon.

A gust of wind caught her hair, the scent of warm apple pie slapped him in the face.

“Imara!” Ben...