Chapter 177

Bri

The two pale silver horses' hooves clapped over the cobblestone roads as we crossed the backstreet roads of the quarter and entered the garden district. It had taken 2 hours but here we were moving up the drive to my father’s house. I’d never claim it was hers.

The mansion sat down the long drive surrounded by lush manicured gardens and wide immaculate expanses of lawn. I pulled the beaded shawl tighter over my shoulders against the chill breeze. It was pinned with a magnolia broach for the time being, the last piece, Celeste had said.

The carriage stopped at the base of the steps and Wyatt got out. He turned and carefully lifted me, setting me on my feet. Beau behind me ensured the skirt of the dress didn't catch on anything before he joined me. I could feel the brisling change as the men brought their other sides forward. They scanned the few people meandering and laughing, obviously drunk on the steps. A couple kissing as if the rose bushes would prevent them from being seen.

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