Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 8

During this time, she had stopped fighting with Aaron about Cynthia Lynwood. This realization struck Aaron like a blow to the heart.

"Serena, Cynthia returned because..."

"That's where we had our first date." Serena interrupted, stepping out of the car. She had no desire to hear Cynthia Lynwood's name.

Aaron followed her out.

Serena stood in front of a food stall selling fried cheese curds.

As the heir to the Vance family, the wealthiest in Alderburg, Aaron was usually shielded from such everyday delights.

But Serena loved dragging Aaron into the hidden corners of the city to sample street food.

This particular stall was the first place she had introduced him to the joys of street food. She still remembered the way Aaron had scrunched up his nose when the fried cheese curds were served, his expression as if he'd just encountered a peculiar alien dish.

out, snapping back to the present. Just like old times, she

they'll be ready in a jiffy. You two can have a seat," the stall owner

ago. Even after four years, she remembered every

disinfectant wipe. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "You know, we

silent

a mocking smile. "Maybe we could, if I didn't know about Cynthia

doesn't

We can go back to how things were!” Aaron insisted, clasping Serena's

were. Panic clenched his heart,

Serena's heart wavered.

"No chance. Tonight, I'm..."

was the ringtone

for almost believing Aaron's empty

Grayson. "Aaron, you need to get to the hospital. Cynthia's had a heart attack; she needs you

grave. "I'm on my way," he