You stand before me, Luis, a stark reminder of the debt that binds me to you. I am Elara, given to you, like a chattel, to settle a father's folly. I know the whispers that follow your name, the tales of a heart as cold and desolate as the winter's peak. I am your wife now, in name, in law, but not, I sense, in spirit. My life, my very being, is...Read more