ABIGAIL

“The only possible winter woman is Hannah… 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 a