My Mother Made Me Serve Drinks At My Brother’s Wedding

risking her own heart, out of loyalty.

“You really loved him?” I asked quietly.

A sad smile touched her lips. “I thought I did. He was charming. But the closer I got, the more I saw Eleanor’s poison in him. The entitlement. The casual cruelty. I realized I was falling for a phantom, and the real mission was protecting you.”

She pushed the second manila continue reading …