Catherine
The sun had barely risen over the sprawling grounds of the Duke’s estate, yet Catherine was already in the drawing room, seated by the tall windows that overlooked the vast gardens. The delicate glow of morning light softened the sharp edges of her thoughts, but it did nothing to ease the knot in her chest. Her fingers traced the edge of the delicate lace of her sleeve, the weight of the engagement ring she had yet to fully accept heavy on her hand. Outside, the birds sang their usual melody, a tune that once filled Catherine with a sense of freedom. Now, it felt like a distant memory, as though the world had changed its tune the moment her father had announced her betrothal to Lord Edmund, an older man whose mind was as troubled as his intentions. The thought of the wedding, the contract that bound her to a man who seemed to grow more distant with each passing day, chilled her heart. She could hardly bear to think of the life awaiting h
About Catherine
The sun had barely risen over the sprawling grounds of the Duke’s estate, yet Catherine was already in the drawing room, seated by the tall windows that overlooked the vast gardens. The delicate glow of morning light softened the sharp edges of her thoughts, but it did nothing to ease the knot in her chest. Her fingers traced the edge of the de...Read more