The Fatal Favor
He'd paid for it with money he'd scraped together over months.
The stone was small, the quality nothing special, yet she'd treated it like a treasure. Later, he'd given her an entire moonstone mine, and still, this was the one she loved the most.
He picked up the diary and opened it to the first page.
In Evelyn's neat, elegant handwriting were the sparks of their first meeting, the rush of realizing they were fated mates, and his clumsy, overbearing confession.
Eric went page by page, finding only the sweet trail of what they'd once been.
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