What it is about
"If I were to kick the bucket, would you make a pilgrimage to my grave?" I quipped, motioning to the open graveyard around us.
His lips curled into a wicked smirk, revealing flawless, pearly whites—a sinister expression that, by all accounts, should have prompted me to bolt in the opposite direction. Yet, it didn't. "If you ever found yourself six feet under, Beverley," he said, pausing to let his eyes roam over me, "trust me, I'd be right there in the damn plot next to yours."
Bev
Chapters
- 1Chapter 1
- 2Chapter 2
- 3Chapter 3
- 4Chapter 4
- 5Chapter 5
- 6Chapter 6
- 7Chapter 7
- 8Chapter 8
- 9Chapter 9
- 10Chapter 10
- 11Chapter 11
- 12Chapter 12
- 13Chapter 13
- 14Chapter 14
- 15Chapter 15
- 16Chapter 16
- 17Chapter 17
- 18Chapter 18
- 19Chapter 19
- 20Chapter 20
- 21Chapter 21
- 22Chapter 22
- 23Chapter 23
- 24Chapter 24
- 25Chapter 25
- 26Chapter 26
- 27Chapter 27
- 28Chapter 28
- 29Chapter 29
- 30Chapter 30
- 31Chapter 31
- 32Chapter 32
- 33Chapter 33
- 34Chapter 34
- 35Chapter 35
- 36Chapter 36
- 37Chapter 37
- 38Chapter 38
- 39Chapter 39
- 40Chapter 40
- 41Chapter 41
- 42Chapter 42
- 43Chapter 43
- 44Chapter 44
- 45Chapter 45
- 46Chapter 46
- 47Chapter 47
- 48Chapter 48
- 49Chapter 49
- 50Chapter 50
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