Chapter 113

Another bridal suite.

Just as opulent.

Just not this one.

A different time.

A different place.

A bride sitting on the bed, hopeful, radiant, stupidly in love.

Gideon lifting the veil.

Gideon looking at her.

But it wasn’t this Gideon.

‘Ophelia, I won’t love you,’ he’d said. ‘I don’t have a heart that...

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