A man whose arrogance was as effortless as breathing. The noblest of nobles. A man who would set the world on fire for love.

That was my husband, Curtis.

I was nothing more than a wife destined to die at my husband’s hand the moment Irvelyn – his ‘woman’ – became his love.

mu*dered by the very man who once called me his, I opened my eyes to the past. Given a second chance, I knew—I had to survive.

So I began to play the role of a lifetime.

A desperate, one-time performance to escape the man who would kill me again in a year.

***

“Dalia, time… Don’t say the time we spent together meant nothing.”

“And if it was nothing?”

Dalia’s voice was calm, almost detached, her expression unreadable. It was so effortlessly indifferent that it left Curtis speechless.

Never in his life had anyone silenced him. No one had ever dared. But now, for the first time, his tongue refused to move.

Meanwhile, Dalia’s pale lips – lips that had never spoken freely in his presence – parted, her words as soft and fleeting as a lark’s song.

“It was nothing, Your Grace. That time… meant nothing.”

A bond is not measured in time alone. Some fall in love in an instant, while others remain strangers even after a lifetime together.

“Memories that should have been built over time, something to hold on to…”

With a faint smile, Dalia spoke the last words of a relationship that never really existed.

“There was never anything between us, was there?”

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