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Author: Tesse Black
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Chapter Twenty-Seven

It felt strange thinking about it, how quietly time slipped past without asking permission, how life continued even when your heart stayed frozen in place. A full year had passed since the morning I signed those marriage papers and stepped into a life I didn’t choose, a life that was given to me simply because circumstances backed me into a corner. A full year of carrying a husband’s name without ever truly being his wife.

Design school had been my saving grace. I was close to finishing now, just a few weeks away from completing my final project and presenting my collection. I had learned so much, grown so much… enough that if I wanted, I could finally start working professionally. But right now my focus was on something else—something much harder to achieve than a fashion degree.

Stability. Peace. A place in Theodore’s heart.

But that last one felt like trying to hold water in cupped hands. No matter how much I wanted it, it slipped away every time.

Despite bei
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