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“Mama has trained him well, no woman can scatter that.” “New wives, their heads are always hot.” I tried to focus on the choir’s voices, the drumbeats, the clapping hands, but the whispers seemed louder than the sermon itself. Even when the pastor spoke of love and forgiveness, I could feel eyes sliding toward me, measuring me, branding me as the stubborn newcomer who needed to be tamed. During offering time, Mama made a show of handing her envelope to my husband, then loudly declaring, “Amaka, next time, remember to give your husband money for the house of God. A wife’s respect is seen in her giving.”

Pressing my hand to his chest like his heart only beat for me. But it was all fake. When I got home, I still held on, thinking it was some stupid mix-up. Then he said it—he couldn't live without both me and Cathryn. That's when it clicked. Zachary didn't fall for one woman. He fell for two. And he never planned to choose. He just wanted his childhood sweetheart and his side piece. Our "wedding"? Just a private show. The real marriage certificate? It had her name. I wasn't his wife. I was just the other woman.

Maybe it was some strange mixture of relief, anger, bewilderment, maybe empathy for her. I had dreaded the marriage, and yet now being taken away-the sudden realization was sort of off-the-wall. “Why should you tell me this?” I asked, lowering my voice. "So that you know where I stand," she said, voice unwavering. "I am not going to pretend to buy into this nonsense. I highly recommend you do the same." She rose, scooping up her books. “Now, excuse me while I attend to some much-needed studying.” With that, she exited leaving me there thinking in circles. Forced marriage, broken engagement, Karen's reappearance - such a mess my life had become and I had no idea how to fix it.

His expression was serious, his eyes searching mine. “Marry… me?” I whispered. “Yes,” he said simply, his thumb stroking my cheek. “I don’t care about the whispers, or the past. I want you. As my wife.” Tears filled my eyes again, but this time, they weren’t from pain. They were from hope. From love. But then reality sank in. My chest tightened as I whispered, “Lucien… I’m still… I’m still legally tied to Dima.”

No matter what the truth was, the ring was not in its place and stirred feelings I could not explain. Draven had been my first love, the man I thought I would live with for the rest of my life and we would have many children, yet I didn't understand why a few simple words were making me question the habit I had for living with him, to love. The gold ring wrapped around his ring finger brought me back to the world, giving me to understand that I had made a mistake by marrying strangers. Without stressing that it was an illegal marriage in the country. My body remembered new caresses and sighs that made me feel different, as if I had been taken out of the ordinary life I had.

The twists that had shaped their story had led them to a place where love triumphed over secrecy, and the mansion's grandeur became a reflection of the enduring power of genuine connection. As they faced the future hand in hand, Victoria and Alexander, once entangled in a secret marriage, emerged as architects of a love story that defied expectations. The echoes of redemption became a melody that lingered in the corridors of Sterling Manor, a reminder that every twist in their journey had led them to a place where love could endure and thrive.

The twins tumbled into the room, each excited. “Amelie! Look, I got all my spellings correct today!” Harriet shouted. “And I finished my food!” Harrison announced gleefully. Almost at the same time, they noticed Seb in the kitchen and their mouths dropped open. ”Who is this handsome man?” Harriet asked. “Shh,” Harry countered. Both adults chuckled at the twins’ playfulness. “Harriet, Harrison, this is Sebastian. He's going to be my husband.” She decided to just drop the news.

On the other hand, she couldn't help feeling annoyed that her sister was in a sham of a marriage and she hadn't known about it. It was written in the contract. The marriage wasn't a real one and some terms and conditions applied. If the marriage wasn't even real, then why was Jaxon so pressed about being faithful to his paper wife? She sneered thinking of how she had been jealous of Ruby when her position as Jaxon's wife was hanging by a thread.

Their hands intertwined, their eyes filled with a mix of hope, apprehension, and the weight of the secrecy they carried. The officiant pronounced them husband and wife in a solemn whisper, sealing their union in the presence of a select few witnesses. Their exchange of vows was heartfelt, filled with promises of support, guidance, and love. As the clandestine ceremony concluded, Darius and Rachel exchanged a brief, knowing glance. They shared a bond formed out of duty and circumstance, yet tinged with genuine affection and the understanding that their union was a complex web of obligations and sacrifices. They emerged from the private chamber, their faces carefully composed, concealing the t

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