One year later, Amelia stood in front of the mirror.
She looked at the woman staring back at her and almost didn't recognize herself.
A year ago, she had been a frightened young woman desperate to save her family.
She had agreed to marry a stranger for twenty days.
She had expected money.
She had expected a divorce.
She had never expected love.
Behind her, the bedroom door opened.
Adrian walked in.
He was holding their baby daughter.
“You're supposed to be downstairs.”
“So are you.”
He smiled.
“She wouldn't sleep.”
Amelia took the baby into her arms.
Their daughter immediately grabbed her finger.
Adrian stood beside them.
“I still can't believe she's ours.”
Amelia smiled.
“You're becoming sentimental.”
“Only with you.”
She looked at him.
“Do you remember our first wedding?”
“Yes.”...