Genevieve’s soul turned up 20 years later.
Lucian was now Lord Lucian Albury having inherited his own estate again. He had a property in Oxford that overlooked the river.
He liked to spend the afternoon in the back garden watching everyone walk past. It was a much used path and he was keen to see as many people as possible in case he saw Genevieve again.
Today was even busier as there was a boat race going on. It wasn’t the Oxford v Cambridge which always drew in mass amounts of people, it was a lady’s clubs race, but there was still a decent amount of people by the river.
Lucian looked over the crowd with critical eyes. He really didn’t know what age Genevieve would be when they met again. For all he knew she could be 20 if Aubyn had reincarnated her soul as quickly as possible or she
