After everything that had happened the night before, all Corinne wanted most was to stay in bed all day, without anyone shouting around her, accusing her without she even lifting a single finger and, if possible, without the image of the face of the man, that fate had chosen to be her mate, to haunt her. However, of course that didn't happen. Because, as soon as she had finished wrapping the sheets around herself, to try to ignore the rays of sunlight that were coming through the cracks in the curtain, a knock sounded on her door and, somehow, her tigress already knew who it was.“Corinne…” Octavia called from the other side of the door, clearly angry “Your useless husband is here. Apparently, he had the idea to invite you to breakfast for the first time after exactly a month…”“Thanks for sharing your thoughts&hellip
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