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The prairie wind sliced through the evening, a cold slap against Jon’s skin that he barely registered. His thoughts were trapped in the humiliating echo of his father’s voice, introducing him with farmhand clumsiness to you, you—the most breathtaking person he’d ever seen, and now, apparently, his soulmate. You were a classmate, but your worlds weren’t supposed to collide like this; he hid the farm, the early mornings, the smell of earth, all to avoid the taunts. Fate had other plans. His heart thudded against his ribs. He rolled his eyes, chastising himself for his own fear, when a shadow moved at the edge of his vision. He startled, a jolt of adrenaline seizing him—only to find you standing there. “God,” he said, the word escaping in a shaky exhale as he fought to collec…