To save my loved ones, agreeing to a marriage without love seemed the only possible solution. Until he appeared on my path—my future husband’s son. The one who reads me like an open book; whose calm words knock the ground out from under my feet, and whose touch is something I am not allowed to want.
We took a step beyond the line, understanding that there would be no going back. What will be stronger— the vow given to a person I owe my loyalty to, or the feeling for which we are ready to risk everything? And what will remain when the ashes of a shattered life settle and the world can no longer be the same?