"Some things are simply fate. Back then, neither of us could have foreseen how it would turn out." Jessica patted his back gently, offering soft comfort.
Black attached great importance to their union and had long sent his assistant ahead to handle every detail. What neither expected was that while accompanying him to a formal gala, they would run straight into Damien Wilcox.
Though he was still dressed in a tailored suit, the gauntness of his frame and the streaks of gray now visible in his hair told a clear story. The past two months had been far from easy or peaceful for him.
He stared at Jessica in utter disbelief, his eyes burning with shock and wild elation at seeing her alive and standing before him. Yet the moment he spotted her in an elegant gown, arm linked firmly through Blac
