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Chapter 1: Tina

“Thereyougo,Mrs.Gladys,” I said as I gave her the medicine for one of the chickens, a cute ol’ girl named Penny, who was having some issues with bowel movements.

“Oh, goodie! Thank you for this. And how is Irma the cow doing?”

“All fine. I ran some tests, and it looks like her milk production is back to normal. So you should be getting a steady supply quite soon,” I told her.

I stood near the cows, checking them one last time, my brown ponytail bobbing up and down as I did so. Their heartbeat, respiration, and even their digestive and reproductive movements were what I made sure were fine.

As I finished up, Mrs. Gladys smiled.

“Thank you for everything, Tina. And here’s what I have. I know that we’re on a payment plan, but money’s been tight and—”

“It’s fine. Just having that is good enough for me.”

“Thank goodness. I’m trying to make sure that we have everything secured for the farm, but . . . it’s been a challenge.”

That was the plight of many people here in Rainsville. It was a place with few rich people, and many others were poor or could barely afford it.

“I’m glad that I can help you. Don’t worry. As long as you make the monthly payments, we should be—”

My phone buzzed. I looked at it. It was a text from my receptionist and appointment booker. It was another job.

This time, it was for a horse. Naturally, I couldn’t leave an animal in need. So, I texted them to say I’d be there soon and to send the address.

“Duty calls?”

“You bet. I have to see a man about a horse,” I joked.

Mrs. Gladys laughed. “Thank you so much! I appreciate everything. Oh, and if we have some extra eggs, consider them yours!”

“You’ve got it.”

I walked back to my car, setting the directions in the GPS for the next location. I looked in that direction. It was going towards the north portion of town. That was where all the rich guys lived.

I paused, realizing this could be one of those rich douchebags asking me for help. Or it could be one of the older members of the community.

Either way, my job involved ensuring I didn’t leave a single animal stranded. So, I turned on the car, put it in drive, and sped out of the driveway and over to the next animal.

I didn’t know the details. But I had a bad feeling about this. I turned right on Mahogany Drive, and soon, a series of large-scale farms were here.

The GPS told me to keep going. I had to. But, as I continued, I realized I knew exactly what this place was. Right now, this was the last location I wanted to be. As soon as I pulled up to the mansion, bile formed in my throat, and I thought about calling out.

It was the Branson mansion. The mansion where my ex-boyfriend lived.

I thought about turning back. There was no way in hell I would even talk to David, let alone in a civil manner. But there was something about this place that intrigued me.

Maybe it was because his car wasn’t there, or perhaps it was because it didn’t have that fuckboy energy that David had. I decided that there was only one thing I could do.

I pulled up to the gate. When I pressed the button on the intercom, there was a pause and the sound of a man’s voice on the other end.

“Hello, there,” he said.

Okay, that sounded nothing like David. David had a much higher voice, and it sounded less . . . sexy, for lack of a better word.

“Hi, uhm, I’m Dr. Tina Grayson. I’m here because of a call about a horse,” I stated, wondering if the guy on the other end knew about it.

There was a pause, and I wondered if it was just David fucking with me. He always took things far less seriously than the average person, including the seriousness of cheating on your girlfriend. However, after a moment, the voice spoke again.

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