Before she really knows what's happening, Lydia is being dragged back into the store, almost slipping on the wet floor in her heels before regaining her balance. "Hansel, what—"
He's not listening to her, pulling her along behind the counter and through the doors into the back of the store, somewhere she'd never been before.
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Before she really knows what's happening, Lydia is being dragged back into the store, almost slipping on the wet floor in her heels before regaining her balance. "Hansel, what—"
He's not listening to her, pulling her along behind the counter and through the doors into the back of the store, somewhere she'd never been before.