Chapter 23
Elara stood at the edge of her balcony, her hands clutching the cold iron railing that pierced her palms. The night wind was blowing, carrying the scent of rain that hung in the air. Her heart felt like it was being pulled in two opposite directions. She wanted to know the truth, wanted to find the real Adrian, the husband she was supposed to love. But at the same time, there was something inside her that rejected her. Fear. Not only fear of what she might find, but also fear of herself, of her feelings that were beginning to betray her.
All this time she had convinced herself that Adrian was the right man. The man who married her, who touched her heart with the promise of a future. But ever since Damien's appearance, ever since his warmth and coldness were mixed up around her
