Page 307 of The Valiant Knight

Not this.

Never this.

The last month had been incredibly insane. He was recovering from being shot and nearly dying, after his fiancé betrayed him, and now, here was the one man he always thought about.

Their love haunted him to that day.

“Graham?” he asked, not sure what else to say when facing down his once soulmate.

Well, holy shit.

This recovery was going to be interesting.

And no doubt painful.

It was crystal clear what had gone down.

It appeared that Cupid Blackhawk had struck again, and those arrows had pierced two damaged, decimated, and broken hearts.

To be continued…