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.

intention

he'd been attentive, even indulgent-except he never crossed that

unsettled her. The distance between them gnawed

Isadora standing in the way, keeping

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

to read as he walked over and

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

flickered in

time her illness flared, Magnus would be there

the bed, the curve of her lace dress revealing the

voice

hesitated, his gaze darkening. "Elise,

wasn't harsh, but it sent a cold shiver

understood him he didn't say

coax her back.

wouldn't make that mistake

whisper. "I'm sorry, Magnus. I got carried away. I

to the

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