ABIGAIL

“The only possible winter woman is Abigail… my twin,” I choked out, yanking the dress down in one go and throwing his shirt at him.

I refused to stay here one second longer… with him. Guilt gnawed at me over what we’d done—and how badly I still wanted him deep down.

“I didn’t know…” he denied it. “Damn it, what a screw-up… Wait, Abigail! You can’t leave like this!”

He started after me when I hiked up my skirt and ran toward the cave mouth.

I didn’t care how I looked, I didn’t care about anything; the fire inside me was only just subsiding.

I slipped back into the grotto and it was hard for him to catch me, but once I burst outside, he grabbed my arm and yanked me toward him.

“Let go of me!” I planted my hand on his chest and shoved, furious.

“No! You wanted the truth, so you’re going to listen to me!” he roared, crushing me to his chest and gripping my waist despite my useless struggling.

“Let me go, brute!”

He caught my hair from behind and forced me to look at him, leaving m