The Heart That Was Never Mine

Five years ago, Ronan gave his life for me, his donating heart forever intertwined with mine.

In my grief, I married Nathaniel, believing his heart was Ronan's.

But Nathaniel, selfish and cruel, tore me apart, using me for his cousin's needs. He abandoned me when I fell, left me to bleed, and put his cousin, Freya, above me time and time again. That's when the truth hit-his heart was never Ronan's.

I fled to Edinburgh, to Silas, where Ronan's heart truly lay.

Nathaniel found me, chasing me across miles, but all his words did was confirm what I already knew: even if Silas held Ronan's…