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Fugitive Vet & My Wheelchair Warrior Husband

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A dying white colt cursed me out. His voice was hoarse and cracking. The horseshoes were laced with poison. Someone wanted him dead—slow and quiet. Finally, his clear eyes locked on mine. "You understand my words, don't you?" I clenched my jaw. I didn't dare say a word.