The Wife in the Mirror
“Do you, Mira Lanford, take this man to be your wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness, and health, to love, and to cherish, till death do you part, according to God’s holy will. Will you pledge to him, your faithfulness?”
Mira. That was the name I’d worn like silk and armour for over a year now. The real daughter of Senator Lanford was long dead. I’d watched her die. Watched her body burn in a ditch no one ever discovered. And I’d taken her place; through years, and years of surgery, training, voice coaching, and a dozen scars no one was supposed to see. I was now Mira Lanford.
“I do,” I said, with a softness I’d
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