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Ashes of Vows

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Michael’s POV

The air shifted the moment the heavy double doors closed behind us. In the smaller sitting room Ashley had dragged me into, silence pressed against my ears, broken only by the sound of her shallow, angry breaths.

She turned to face me, her eyes flashing like a blade in the dim light.

“Michael.” My name tore out of her lips, urgent, like it had been waiting all night. “Tell me you’re not actually considering this madness. Tell me you’re not going to let that man—” Her voice faltered. She swallowed, pressing a fist against her chest as though the weight of her fury and despair was physically crushing her. “—that man trap you like this.”

I didn’t answer right away. I couldn’t.

Ashley took my silence as refusal.

“Michael, say something!” she snapped, pacing across the carpet. “You can’t just let him announce to a room that you’ll be his bride without fighting back. Do you have any idea what kind of cage this is? Do you understand who Fernando is?”

I looked at her. My lips
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🔥 What did Fernando reveal to break Archer so completely? 👉 Keep reading to see what happens next.

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