Alexandra had chosen the man she wished to marry . . . and love didn't enter into the picture. Nor did she want it. Love led to loss. She had learned that lesson early in life. Over and over again Love had convinced her that pain and loss was the consequence of loving anybody at all. No to love. No to any further losses. She would simply marry the earl and lead her life in the glittering Court of St. James.
But her plans went awry. Her grandfather informed her that she would return to Charlestowne . . . posthaste. She was to marry to the son of her father's friend. An utter stranger. How would any girl feel to be given such news?
Or an opportunity for a happily ever after?
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