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hall was dark and narrow. Rhett

rs brushed against the bespoke fabric of his suit. The sud

l blow. My brain misfired. A vio

wisted, morphing into the freezing, snow-c

med me. The Hale family had thrown me out witho

en fingers. I remembered hearing Bri's sweet, giggli

voicemail. Die in the street, Wr

chest tightened. I couldn't breathe. My

ound my waist, gripping me tight. He pulled me

umbled right against my ear,

sharp, perfect lines of his j

oating above my

tanding in a sterile morgue. He had taken off his

storming the Hale estate,

metery in Lake Forest, hosting a funeral

was I back? How was I back? The universe had given me a second chance, a miraculous reversal of fate that defied all logic. And in this new life, the only man I knew I could trust was the one w

s dug into his arm. My kn

akness deep into my stomach and shook m

I whispered, my voice hardening into st

e faint redness at the corners of my eyes. A vi

e radio. "Sir. The main hall screens a

of my lace veil. The softness of his touch complete

a low gravel, "you are the queen of Chicago. No

ond later, the grand, imposing chords o

pulled open by two ushers. Blinding white light from hu

my eyes turning into chips of ice. I walk

siness with you, U

aw twitched. A dark, posses

eing drafted right now," Rhett corr

A thousand eyes and camera le