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“For now, Canada. Then we’ll figure it out from there.”

That meant packing some warm, winter clothes. “What time does the plane leave?”

“At six.”

A wave of panic washed over me. “Kev, that’s too early. The gala is tonight. I can’t miss it. I can’t let everyone down, especially those young girls who’ve been flown in from all over the country to meet me.”

“Glorious, its just too fucking dangerous. You’re risking your life.”

I crossed my arms over my chest and looked him straight in the eye. “There’s no negotiation. I’m not going.”

Kevin knew I could be stubborn. There was no changing my mind.

He blew out a defeated puff of air. “Fine. Show me what you’re wearing tonight.”