Chapter 5

The Boston Harbor Hotel glittered against the night sky, its lights reflecting off the dark water. I smoothed down my emerald gown—the same color as Grandfather's eyes—and took a steadying breath before entering the charity gala. These events had once been a highlight of my career, a cha

Chapter 6

The hospital corridor was unusually quiet that afternoon. I'd been avoiding the surgical floor for days, taking refuge in patient consultations and paperwork—anything to escape Ashley's triumphant smiles and Marcus's cold indifference. But a cardiac emergency had forced me back to the OR

Chapter 7

I remained kneeling on the scattered journals long after Marcus had left the library, my body numb from hours of torture. The house had fallen silent, save for the occasional creak of settling wood. Dawn was approaching; faint gray light filtered through the curtains, casting eerie shado