ELEANOR SINCLAIR
Six months later, Damian and I were married.
The six months after that? Blissful heaven.
Within a year I had gone from Eleanor Sinclair to Eleanor Blackwood, from Miss to Mrs, from unmarried to happily married, from poor to rich. I could swear that I now had all I could have ever dreamed of, but as everything turned positive for me, it went the other way around for Damian.
I continued to live in Grandfather's house and as the housemaid, taking care of the place. At times, Damian would come to me there and the other times, I would go to him. Whatever it was, we spent all our nights together. It was our one rule-never going to bed without one of us seeing the other. I kept to this rule of ours faithfully, and so did he.
Until the night my husband came to me and felt e
