“What?” Ashton’s voice cracked with surprise.“Why is it Savarre?” Eloise asked again, her brows knitting. Something in her gut twisted, something wrong. That surname on her didn’t feel right.Ashton’s practiced smile faltered for just a breath. “Honey, that’s my surname. We’re married, remember?” His tone was soft, coaxing, but a flicker of sharpness lingered underneath.The immigration officer receiving Eloise’s passport cleared her throat. “Is everything okay, ma’am?” There was a hint of suspicion in her eyes as she studied Eloise’s hesitant expression.Eloise turned to her, lips parting, but no words came. She wanted to say yes—but if everything was fine, then why did her heart pound with unease?Before she could answer, Ashton’s hand slid over hers, warm and firm, almost a warning. He flashed the officer a strained smile. “It’s fine, Miss. My wife had an accident recently. She’s suffering from amnesia—things can be confusing for her.”The woman’s brows lifted, unconvinced. She g
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