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?"

waned, but she gently reminded him, "We planned

"Busy with work."

could say another word, the line

phone tightly, shivering as

Lysander even remember what day it

postponed or brushed aside; he couldn't spare even

sudden fatigue

briefly, Mila gathered herself and called her

his grandmother so she and Lysander could

dinner plans dashed, she needed

lavish corner of an upscale restaurant sat an elegant woman with striking features, accompanied

oblivious to

answer and set the phone

do you

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

childhood crush. Wasn't she supposed to be pursuing her doctorate abroad? Why was she

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