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?"

him, "We planned to have dinner out today, remember?

"Busy with work."

say another

tightly, shivering as a gust cut through her. A wave of disappointment

remember what

they made were always being postponed or brushed aside;

sudden fatigue settled over

briefly, Mila gathered herself and called

him to stay with his grandmother so she and Lysander could

plans dashed, she needed to

lavish corner of an upscale restaurant sat an elegant woman with striking features, accompanied by a boy of about

oblivious to the flashing call

deftly swiped to answer and set the phone on mute, placing it face down on the

turned to the boy and asked, "Adrian, do you like the game console

on the other end, was momentarily stunned by the voice before a chill crept

supposed to be pursuing her doctorate abroad?

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