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ELISE

I wake up to pain and darkness.

It feels like my body is on fire, every nerve raw and screaming.

The sheets beneath me are soaked with sweat, tangled tightly around my legs like they’re trying to hold me down.

I try to move, but my muscles refuse, each attempt sending fresh waves of agony through my core.

A soft knock breaks through the haze in my mind.

“Mrs. Westfield?”

I can’t answer.

My throat is dry and raw like it’s been scraped with sandpaper.

My lips are cracked, and the effort to speak feels impossible.

The door creaks open anyway, letting a thin sliver of light cut through the darkness of the room.

“Mrs. Westfield? I’ve brought your morning tea.”

The name still feels surreal, like it doesn’t quite belong to me. I’ve been called this before, but in another life when I was married to a different Westfield. Back then, it was Alexander who was my husband. Now, it’s his uncle.

The sound of a tray being set down quickly, followed by hurried steps.

“Mrs. Westfield?”

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Kieran is brutal in a way similar to Knox. Poor Elise doesn’t even understand why even through it all she’s unaware that her body craves him since they are probably mates
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