he county clerk' s office h

icense, my name, Savannah

ed as I reache

d defied my family, my co

a dull, constant ache behind my ribs, a reminder

andsome face eager

e the ink could touch the pa

i

e through the

ne, replaced by a st

his voice low, "I can

art s

marry Chl

d innocence, her manipulations from my firs

was reborn. We

out, Liam?" I managed, m

family will do. It was my fault. I'll get an annulment in a week, I swear. Then I'

the naive girl who be

e the agony he'd put me through, the loss of ou

the one I' d forced

call, my kinsmen would

t the torn pieces o

of the painful grip

, washed over me, followed by the f

said, my voice s

ank you, Savannah. You do

urned and hurried out of the of

ched

wouldn't run

would honor my be

ade his ch

would m