Walking Away with Grace
My younger sister, Rosalind Thorne, stole nine boyfriends from me in a row. I was too terrified to ever fall in love again until Nikolai Volkov proposed to me. He doted on me as if I were a rare treasure. I truly believed I had finally found the one. I thought I was destined to become his Donna, living a life of peace and security by his side.
On the eve of our wedding, Nikolai sent Rosalind abroad. Four years into our marriage, I crossed paths with Rosalind at a banquet.
A guest smirked.
“Nikolai sent you overseas to rot for four years. Don’t you hate him?”
Rosalind offered a provocative smile.
“He’s the father of my child. Why would I hate him?”
The room suddenly fell deathly silent.
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