GALLAHAN’S POV
Elodie was beautiful.
I cannot deny it. But her beauty didn’t stir anything inside of me. No awe. No admiration. No attraction. No lust.
So unlike how I would always feel whenever I saw Willa.
Fucking hell… I would rather be in her homey little cottage than be here.
But then again… Needs must. So I would have to stay put here and endure until I have swayed either Elodie or her father to agree to the cancellation of this blasted betrothal arrangement, without incurring any ramification
I continued to watch closely as Elodie entered the dining hall with the kind of grace that rivalled Zuleika’s, even though her gait was measured and precise. Such calculated movement made her seem like she was gliding through ice, instead of walking on a f*****g old floor of a castle, t
