Twice a Bride

, and the soft glow from the chandeliers above created an almost ethereal atmosphere. She had always heard about the wealth and power of the Prescott family, b

g the way. Despite the beauty of the house, Amelia couldn't shake the feeling of isolation creeping into her chest. This would be h

e room that was meticulously arranged. "This will be your space f

space, its linens pristine and inviting. There was a sitting area by the window, a large bookshelf filled with books, and a vanity where she could see herself refle

oom. She had never imagined her life turning out this way-married to a man she barely knew, living in a mansion filled with emptiness. The wedd

ty that had settled in. She freshened up, washing away the remnants of the wedding and the overwhelming sense of dread tha

almost apologetic. "If you'd like," she said hesitantly, "I could show yo

r a brief tour of the rest of the house, explaining the various rooms and their functions. It wasn't until

"I know very little about my husband... Ethan, I mean. Can you tel

s," she started slowly, "but if you must know, Mr. Prescott is... well, he's ruthless. Everyone here fears him, even those who have b

n her chest. "His conditio

like this for a while now-cold, demanding, always pushing people around. And now... now th

, her throat dry

ss, but... well, the last person who crossed him left this mansion with nothing. He doesn't hesitate to

t hearing about his ruthless nature shook her. She couldn't understand how anyone could live like that, constant

s an afterthought. "He's difficult to deal with, and his moods can change qui

ng with the new information. W

he window, watching as Darius helped Ethan out of the vehicle. He had returned from his business meeting, looking just a

melia's direction. His focus was entirely on Darius, and Amelia felt a pan

peak, to do something that would make him acknowledge her. As he made

efore she could take another step toward him,

he said, his voice icy and

e didn't even look at her as he spoke. His w

his voice devoid of warmth. "You stay in your

d. He turned sharply and nodded

mixture of frustration and hurt. This is my life now, she thought bitterly.

nothing. He quietly followed Ethan up the stairs, leaving Amelia standin