My Dead Daughter's Wedding Invitation

In the seventh year of my seclusion in the Blackpine borderlands, the mother-curse inside me suddenly began to stir.

That was when someone came down from the mountains bearing a gilt-edged invitation.

"The only son of the Sanchez family, richest in the land, weds next month. You are especially invited to attend."

The people of the settlement saw the card and crowded around, laughing their congratulations.

"Years ago Lorna Harding and the Sanchez heir fell for each other at first sight. She left the borderlands to follow him."