The Sea Captain's Three Wedding Conditions

My name is Zoe Fox. I'm thirty-two years old, a single mother raising a frail five-year-old daughter.

To every relative I have, I'm a complete failure. A woman thrown away by a man, a burden who can't even feed herself.

That day, at a family dinner soaked in humiliation, my mother tried to save face by throwing me what she called a "stroke of good fortune." She'd had someone set me up with a captain of an ocean-going freighter.

"Two point nine nine million a year. That's a golden ticket."