Chapter 10 Torture

Nicole’s pov

“No,” Eleanora said, looking at the fabric. “It was mine. Twenty-nine years ago.”

I looked from the dress to her.

“I wore this when I mated Desmond's father,” she said, her voice flat. “I kept it locked in a box for thirty years. I never thought another woman would wear it, and I cer...

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