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Fear stops you from dreaming, makes you worry yourself sick, pushes you to do things that aren’t you, and stops you from being what you were supposed to be.
I never understood what she fully meant until I got older and started experiencing life for myself.
If Mom were still alive, I’d ask her what I should do when I have every right to be afraid of tomorrow. What should I do when there’s nothing I can do but wait it out to see what happens?
What should I do when I meet someone like Knight, who confuses me in all the right ways?
I surely don’t know.
I’ve been out here for hours, but I feel just as conflicted as when I first stepped through the door.
I was going to hang out with Knight’s dogs, but when I get to the terrace and glance at his workshop, I’m drawn to go inside.
I haven’t been back since that first night. I didn’t plan to go back either, but perhaps the secrets behind his mysteries are calling to me now because of tomorrow.
I allow the lure to take me inside.
Once the automatic lights come on, I find the section with the sculptures.
Frozen in time, they look the same.
Shelooks the same—Giselle.
I walk up to the sculpture of her that hooked me most and stand before it. The beauty in the craftsmanship is so stunning, I’m awed all over again.
Perhaps I’m a little more besotted with Knight’s talent tonight because I know Giselle isn’t Chelle.
But the question still stands. Who is Giselle?
Who was she to Knight?
So far, all I know is she must have captured his heart.
How did she do it?
Do I want to know?
Do Itrulywant the answer?
Capturing Knight’s heart seems as mythical as finding the fountain of youth.
There are things in my life that I want. None of them should include discovering the secrets to capturing Knight Grayson’s heart.
The door scrapes open, and my stomach tightens when I think it’s him, but then I turn and see Madison walking in.
“Hey, there.” She smiles and comes forward. “Denise said you were out here. I saw you come in, so I—”
Her voice cuts when she sees the collection of sculptures.
“Oh my God.” She moves closer and looks from them to me. “Who did these?”
“Knight.” I give her a little smile.
“Well, I’ll be blessed. I would have never imagined that he could do anything like these.”
“Me neither. Imagine my surprise.”
“Oh, I’m definitely right there with you.” She walks around and looks over each of the sculptures, one by one. “These are gorgeous. Absolutely breathtaking.”
