Corrigan’s POV
Three years earlier
I lay on a sofa in the library, hidden behind the shelves, and reading the same line of Anna Karenina again and again, too excited to go further.
I was curled up on the sofa, watching the last rays of the afternoon sun drifting in through the window. Excitedly, I brushed my fingers against the ring on my neck and a giggle escaped my lips. I forced myself to stamp it down.
It was soon. Lucien and I would be together truly soon enough.
I shut my eyes and curled up tighter, trying to calm the butterflies in my belly. Thoughts of Lucien filled my head and I didn't want to drown them out, I savored them.
I didn't realize I had drifted off to sleep till I heard it. A blood-curdling scream. My eyes shot open immediately, and my heart rate tripled.
I got
