The Comatose Heir's Unwanted Wife

lled with Brian's friends and cheap beer. Mine was a quiet, formal ceremony in a judge's chamber, attended only by And

by acres of green fields and old oak trees. Andrew's mother, Eleanor, was a surprise. I had expected a cold, distant matriarch

oon, her hand resting on mine. "For giving o

spent months in physical therapy, desperately trying to learn how to walk again. I read every

he same physical therapy exercises I had once used on myself. The nurses were skeptical, but Eleanor support

arm, which had so captivated her, quickly wore off, revealing the insecure, possessive man beneath. The first public sign of

tern. I knew w

happened. The polished gates of the Lester estate sw

d. My mother and father followed, their faces a mixture of anger and desperatio

ere to beg