Reborn To Marry The Disabled Billionaire

onnie Galvan's senses, thick and cloying,

raw and desperate, as she suc

e furniture, and a floor-to-ceiling mirror that reflected a ghost. A ghost in a w

s a thought, but as a physical sensation-the brutal, biting cold of a blizzard, the rough

mirror, away from the ghost. Her hee

sound of shattering glass echoed in the silent room, wa

nshot. The heavy o

What ha

ace a perfect mask of concern. Behind her, tall and handsome in a tail

ails dug into her palms, the sharp pain a welcome anchor in the dizzyin

he di

er grip on Bonnie's arm was surprisingly strong, almost painful

onnie's free hand, his thumb stroking her knuckles. "Bonnie, listen to me. We can lea

tomach churned. This was the hand that had pushed her down the icy slope during the blizz

her muscles to obey. She let her shoulders s

mitation of the girl she used to be. "You... yo

quickly as it appeared. "Of course, silly. Everythin

rlington. He's a monster. If you go through with this, you'll be trapped with him f

n the floor, then back to their expectant faces. Her mind was a whirlwind of calculations. If she expo

eir game. Let them thi

ears she didn't feel, and looked at Erwin. S

f him. Of Arlington. I don't want to be tied to a man in a wheelchair

lled her into a hug, his arms wrapping around her in a po

turned to ice. A cold, profound disgust washed over her befor

er foot impatiently. "The driver is waitin

r fake tears. "Okay. Just... give me a f

f pure victory. The little princes

in said, his voi

ing the door so

rom Bonnie's face. Her posture straightened. Her eyes, moments

a woman she barely recognized. Younger, healthier, and very much al

't going

. Arlington Townsend, and use the full, terrifyin

e. The stems of the white roses dug into her p

ndow at the church's t

ht, a cold smile touching her lips. B