A chilling prophecy from a forgotten magic mirror reveals a horrifying future: I, a terminally ill mother, will be forced to surrender my child to my husband’s ruthless mistress. But we aren’t even married yet, and I refuse to let that tragic fate unfold. He, cold as the northern snows, should be easy to leave behind. Yet, as we speak of our impending separation—an agreement set to expire with the old duke’s passing—his gaze burns with an intensity that belies his icy demeanor. “If we don’t have kids, we’ll be fine, right? So don’t even think about divorce. Just stay by my side.” His words, a possessive plea, are sealed with a kiss that promises a night of undeniable passion, and a future far more complicated than I ever imagined. Read chapter 1 to discover if she can defy destiny!
