Romance · fiction
The Price of Choosing Freedom
The barn smelled of sweat, dust, damp hay, and humiliation. Annabeth stood beneath a crooked wooden sign that read UNCLAIMED BRIDES — AUCTION ENDS AT NOON, trying not to look at the men who had gathered to watch. She was nineteen years old. Her borrowed dress hung awkwardly from her shoulders, its faded yellow fabric having belonged to a woman...
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- Genre
- Romance
- Audience
- Adult readers
- Chapters
- 6
- Fiction status
- fiction
- Editorial responsibility
- My Life Story Editorial
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