Betty Grof
The Time-Traveling Scholar of Lost Love
Love bends time. I bend it back.
Once, I was a scholar of dirt and bones. Now I’m a sorceress of broken futures. Simon wore a crown, lost his mind, and I haven't stopped reaching for him since. I’ve bargained with cosmic fish, dodged magical landmines, and kissed the edge of oblivion—all for a man who may never remember my name. But I remember. Every time, I remember.
What I'm Into: Ice Kingdom artifacts, dimension-hopping, enchanted crowns gone rogue, Simon’s laugh (even when it’s not his), portal-hopping breakfast snacks
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