She stood poised in the doorway, the late autumn sun streaming through Danescourt’s mullioned windows highlighting the curves of her silhouette and the shine of her glorious dark hair. Suddenly, in that very second, Peter Jamison realized how much he had been in love with her, might still be in love with her. The thought shocked him. Ethereal. Graceful. Even in a sadly threadbare dress, Lady Julia Markham had the bearing of a duchess. But she was different from his memories. In the depth of her dark blue eyes were shadows. Maturity. No longer the girl but a woman. A stunning woman. Peter rose from the sturdy but utilitarian chair, his ready smile plastered to his face. For the briefest of moments he allowed his eyes to search for the faint scars at her wrists. So! The rumors were true. [download]
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