to her subconsciousness and tripping through her mind at unexpected moments; unsettling her judgements and slanting her perspective with

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all these years of hard work earning her medical degree? That she should have spent that time loving him instead? And precisely w

s going on about her, she was determined to stand on her own two

ong side of the blanket to a man like Sir Gabriel Carter. She hadn't wanted her mother to die before she was old enough to remember her. And as for p

she would be in a very sorry state. And if that was what her anonymous love

ined not to look at any of them ever again. Not even when she felt lonel

t and she would certainly put his sincerity to the test. She would demand to know why he had sent the

bell ran

ok a deep breath to restore a facade of calm comp

is legitimate daughter whenever her father escorted her out in public. Aria Carter was the darling of the social pages. Vivienne never would be. She scorned such empty nonsense, yet she had it thrust upon her. There was no getting away from the P

r mistresses since his wife had died? Vivienne fiercely wanted to know,

her dark blonde hair had escaped from the elegant coil, that her make-up was as perfect as it could be, and the w

of them on any ground ... and hold her own. She walked unhurriedly from he

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