Chapter 1

January 15th, Kingsford.

On a deep winter's night, thick snowflakes drifted down, blanketing the ground in

a heavy layer that quickly turned to slush under the constant tread of pedestrians and vehicles.

At the curb sat a sleek blue Audi.

Mila Sutherland, wrapped snugly in a white down coat, clutched a bouquet of freshly bought roses as she made her way to the car, dialing Lysander Montgomery's number.

Today marked their eighth wedding anniversary.

She had wrapped up work early, hoping to surprise her husband with a candlelit dinner to celebrate making it through the infamous seven-year itch, stepping into their ninth year of marriage.

The first call went unanswered.

She tried twice more, waiting patiently each time until a cold voice finally came through.

"What is it?"

planned to have dinner out today, remember?

"Busy with work."

could say another

gripped her phone tightly, shivering as a gust cut

remember what day

or brushed aside; he couldn't

sudden fatigue settled

gathered herself

had arranged for him to stay with his grandmother so she

plans dashed, she needed to

restaurant sat an elegant woman with striking features, accompanied by

device, oblivious

set the phone on mute,

asked, "Adrian, do you like the

stunned by the voice before a chill crept

to be

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