Chapter 8

Elise didn't bother changing back into the standard hospital gown like she usually did.

Instead, she was lounging on the bed in a black lace dress.

Gone was her usual air of innocence-tonight she looked just a touch more alluring.

Her eyes lit up when she saw Magnus enter.

He'd changed out of his wedding tux, but was still in a crisp white suit.

The hallway lights cast a soft glow on his tall, athletic frame, and even in the harsh hospital lighting, the sharp angles of his face seemed gentler, almost inviting.

If only she hadn't left Capitolion five years ago. If only she hadn't left Magnus.

If that were the case, Isadora would never have become an issue between them.

The thought made Elise bite her lip, hard.

But it didn't matter. Deep down, she knew Magnus still held a place for her-a place no one else could shake.

Today's wedding was proof enough of that.

she had no intention of letting

even indulgent-except he never

The distance

to be Isadora standing in the

reached out to the man in the doorway, her hand pale and slender. “Magnus, will you

dark eyes were impossible to read as he walked over and gently

to rest,” Magnus said quietly. "I'll stay until you fall

flickered in Elise's

there for her-but

her lace dress revealing the delicate sweep of

reached for his belt, her voice soft and pleading,

gaze darkening.

it sent a cold shiver down her

he didn't

pushed him before, hoping he'd coax her

wouldn't make that

looked up at him, voice barely a whisper. "I'm sorry, Magnus. I got

to

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