A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

She honestly couldn't wrap her head around it-Calliope actually had the guts to kiss Silas in front of everyone. Did she have a death wish or something?

"What's the problem with kissing my own husband?" Calliope shot back, rolling her eyes at the woman's outrage. "Not only do I kiss him, I sleep with him, too."

She let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Or have you never slept with your own husband? Is he even your husband then?"

"What?!" The woman's eyes went wide, staring at Silas like she'd just seen a ghost.

"Silas, tell me this isn't true! She has to be dreaming, right? There's no way you'd sleep with her. She's making it up. She must be out of her mind. You couldn't have slept with her!"

She looked genuinely bewildered. In her mind, Silas was untouchable-no

woman could ever get close to him. Sure, she'd been chasing him for years, but never succeeded. So she figured that was just how it was. He was her ultimate goal, and she always believed that, one day, he'd be hers.

But now, the ground was slipping out from under her.

What was this woman even saying? Silas, the guy everyone called “the unattainable", had actually been claimed by this woman?

years waiting, hoping, and it turned out he belonged to someone

desperately wanted

around was watching, buzzing with curiosity, especially since most

his arm wrapped protectively around her waist. He glanced at Phoebe, his tone steady. "She's

mean, your wife?" Phoebe's voice cracked, and she pointed a finger at Calliope. "You can't

mean her," Silas said. "She's the most important woman in

was married, I

I'm a married

respect. Stop claiming you have anything to do with me. Stop trying to come between me

in a stern expression. The warning

to Calliope, then back again. Suddenly, she burst into tears like

know?! How could she be your wife? You

her mind, Silas was the man she

He was

he'd end